I'm Coming

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I feel numb.

Like I'm dead but I'm not....

He is.


He's dead because of me.

The guilt is slowly taking over me,

As if I just lead him to his death, which I guess I did, didn't I?

I Killed Him!


I watched him slowly fall down the bathroom wall with a bullet wound on his chest, the blood constantly flowing out, staining his already dark red shirt.

I watched the life disappear from  his eyes.


I stood frozen with wide eyes and tears unconsciously making their way down my face.


"If I would have just...

If I would have just got to you on time

I-I could have saved you.

You would still be hear with me, I'm sorry it's all my fault.

I love you" I whispered to him, rocking back and forth on my knees.


"I should have said 'I love you' because I do," I said as I grabbed the gun from his cold-lifeless hands and held it to my head.

"I'm coming, I'm on my way."





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I should make a story out of this, maybe, I don't know.

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