melancholy° [n.jm + h.rj]

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he sat on the rail of a bridge.

the world seemed blurry, or maybe its just his eyes.

all he can hear is rumble of voices and horns honking from the busy city.

it felt rather peaceful.

but his thoughts wasn't.

if he could just end it all, it would be tonight.

there's no turning back.

he slowly got up, balancing himself on the rail.

he saw people walking by from the corner of his eyes, he wished they'd care.

they never do.

gradually, he took a deep breath and let his eyelids cover his eyes.

'how come they never noticed your existence?'

'did they ever care about your presence in the first place?'

'they'll never cry for you, just do it.'

those words kept repeating in his head, words that encouraged him to do this.

all he ever wanted was for them to shut up, and this is the closest way he can get to get rid of them.

get rid of himself.

without him, there will be no them.

and so he pushed himself forward, falling to his helpless death.

the last words that escaped his mouth were ❝im sorry, jaem. im just a disappointment to you.❞

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