Fifteen

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by strawberrie_geko

by strawberrie_geko

"I want you to know, how much I love you."

My voice echoed as my last living memory flashes before me. I fought with her. Colors in my blurred vision turned into the pictures and screams of us fighting.

"Baby, I want you to know, how much I love you, how much I need you."

The fight, colors, the fight, crashing buildings, the fight. My vision, then...I threw her to the couch and there it goes again.

Glitch...