May 6th, 2018
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I didn't help you
I'm sorry I didn't try to stop you.
I'm sorry. So, so, sorry.
When I got to your apartment, there were police cars outside of the building, which I blew off. I just thought that someone had gotten into a fight in the building. It's normal.
But when I got upstairs to your apartment, my heart stopped.
There were policemen there. There was caution tape on your door. There was someone holding me back, stopping me from entering. When they asked me who I was and why I was trying to go inside, I said that I was your boyfriend and I wanted to see you.
I didn't know that the next time I'd see you was at your funeral.
They said that you were wearing my hoodie when they found you, cold and lifeless on the floor. It didn't help, it made everything worse. You said it made you feel better and I believed you. I never got to see you before you left me. I didn't get the chance to say goodbye. I didn't get the chance to tell you I loved you.
I couldn't stop crying. I haven't stopped crying. I miss you so much. I wish I would have been there for you when you needed me. I didn't want to pry, but I should have known you weren't okay.
I'm so sorry.
I'll always love you.

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