trigger warning: suicide
i first tried to end my life when I was fifteen.
her boyfriend would taunt me every once in a while, but the reason i did it because she, once joined him.
he called me pathetic.
she called me psychotic.
and that was the last straw.
that day, i didn't go home, i went to the tallest building in town and stood on the window on the eleventh floor.
while i thought my last thoughts, took my last breaths, said goodbyes in my head, people started noticing that a boy was going to kill himself.
i stood there for what felt like years, but they were only minutes.
i closed my eyes and took a deep breath before someone gripped at my arms and pulled me back.
they said they were sorry.
they said that i don't have to kill myself.
it was fawn.
she talked to me again.
i stared at her face, how her hair was blowing because of the wind.
i told her that i loved her and that i was sorry.
she said that it was fine.
then she hugged me and said that she loved me too.
the day i tried to kill myself was the day i became the happiest man on earth.
