For the last few hours, it was worst, and I'm here to help her make it better. I'm not her friend, but I'm not an enemy either, I'm just here to observe and take.
Some say that I'm the most cruel thing in the world and I'm a thief, but I'm not, I'm helping other people escape depression, I'm helping them to be free. For so long I've read billions and billions of thoughts that every single living person has, and I could say, it's not beautiful for them, but for me? It was. They wanted to be with me.
It's been a while since we both sat down and talk to each other, this day was different for her, it will be remarkable. She know to herself what she has to do, what she must do, and I'm helping her to do it.
We walked on the streets where it used to be happy for her, but walking on it again gives her every single bit of memory she had learned to forget, to let go.
At the back of her mind, she nows she's ready and willing to go, nothing is left for her to stay, and nothing was there to make her. But I'm here, I've always been here.
We walked towards her place, her safe zone. We walked under the gray sky and inhaled the cold air of her world, your world. I never knew that someone would love me so much that I could ever imagine. Some people doesn't want to be with me and always rejects my love for them, for living things. But this girl, this girl loved me so much and caused me to give her my attention.
As the time ticks every second, I can feel her slowly getting close to me, it's like I could almost hug her and wrap my arms around her warm skin. Around my thin arms.
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Historia CortaDepression isn't just something that will come and go, and depression isn't just something that will soon fade. Depression is something that you will have for the rest of your life, and it's something that will never leave until you're gone... until...
