Drugs and Other Things

"You think you want to die!" He shouts at me, making me feel smaller by second. I already know there's no turning back now. I said what I said. And in the moment I meant it, but now he's making me have a whole new meaning to my stupid childish words, "But in reality, Amanda, You just want to be saved!" And then he walks away, leaving me to regret every decision I've ever made, under the dimly lit street light.
He walks away.
Harry walks right out of my life.
And I. . . Let him.