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Hold on (Phan)

I kept thinking about it.
About him.
Why couldn't he have just held on?
He could have stayed with me.
I began to cry as I held the gun near my head.
The tears flowed down my cheeks to my chin dripping off.
I got the gun ready and held it tightly. Nothing's okay without him.
Nothing is.
It won't be the same.
I can't live without him.
He made me laugh.
He made my life happier. I wasn't as depressed.
He was my best friend.
He was my lover.
Now...
He's gone.
I held the gun at the side of my head. I smiled as the tears stopped.

"I'm sorry, Phil."
The gunshot was heard across the apartment.
Then nothing but my body falling to the floor.
"I'll see you soon."