Suicidal || m.c [completed]

Letter six.

I dropped my books and you helped me pick them up. 

You didn't say anything though.

But I wish you did. 

I didn't say anything either. 

I wish I did. 

Maybe I wouldn't be sitting here with a blade in view, while I write this. 

I can't do it. 

Not anymore. 

I want to give up. 

I'm trying so hard,. 

I'm trying so hard, just for you. 

Please. 

Just please. 

I'm in need for you.