Remember Yesterday

Finite

five; finite
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"You know that death isn't the answer, right? Suicide isn't."

"That's your opinion."

"And what might yours be?"

"I don't necessarily have one. I keep trying to find another way out of it all, but I keep going back to suicide."

"All of this over a boy?"

"Not just a boy. He was my first, my last, my only. He meant more to me than anything in the world. Have you ever loved somebody so much it hurt?"

"Yes."

"Now imagine what it's like to have them so close to you, and then have them ripped away. Because of their decision of not wanting to be with you. And you give them all you had, and it still isn't good enough. Do you know how much that hurts?"

"I can't honestly say that I do."

"And after everything has fallen apart, and you couldn't satisfy him, you see him with somebody else, showing her the affection that you wanted so desperately to be only for you. That's what hurts the most."

"Boys can't be your life or your only source of happiness."

"Boys aren't. He is."

"You're very hung up on him, I see."

"The thing about love is that it always ends in pain. And the thing about forever is that it is finite."