The emptiness only gets heavier and heavier as your hands shake more and more as they hover above the keyboard. The blurriness glazed over your eyes as tears began welting at the corners of your eyes. You never understood what it was like to be at the bottom until now, watching all of the verbal threats fly towards you, the voices screaming for you to just end it all, the one person that quieted the revolting voices doesn't love you anymore. I hit the ground harder than the words your threw at me. When you told me you didn't love me anymore, when you told me you couldn't stand being near me anymore. Or should I bring up when your phone lit up with another girls name with heart emojis. When you told them that they were the most beautiful girl in the world, that you wish you could slow dance with them again. Didn't you say that you were at work? The way you told me that you could stand dating a pathetic, worthless bitch like me. That you couldn't stand looking at me because it only pisses you off more and more. You were the one thing I had left to live for and now your gone, first I'll slit my wrists then grab the gun, and then I'll finally be gone.
