it's been a whole week without the love of my life. this is destroying my life.
i went into her room and just cried. i was by myself.
"why baby....why." i said lowly in between cries.
i heard the doorbell ring. i went down basically lifeless. didn't want anybody here. had no energy. no emotion. it was kevin. he looked like he hadn't slept in months. his eyes were red like blood, his fists were bruised.
he looked behind me. "punching walls too huh?" he said looking down at his bruised hands.
i nodded. i went to hug him. we cried in the bro hug. no we are not gay. this is serious. we sobbed for so long. made me feel better tbh.
we went to my room. "i just can't believe this. it had to be her. why couldn't she not. i feel so guilty even though it wasn't my fault." i said sniffling.
"i feel you bro." he said putting his head down. he started crying again softly.
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