To a girl who thought there was something real...who thought she was loved by the boy she wants the most.
I remembered everything he said. From the beginning 'til the end. He fill me up with hope. He gave me life. He made me love him. But he also left me with promises. Promises that are meant to be broken.
Always.
He broke me. He betrayed me. He left me. He loved me—at least that's what I once believed until now. But...it's not...it's not me. We're just friends and that fucking hurts!
He showed me the beauty of life. It was like watching the sun rising from the meadows of the mountains whilst standing among the rustling fresh grass. This was life. The life I've never had in my life time. And yet..
It was just a fantasy. A story I created by myself. It IS a lie all along. He doesn't see me as a lovable girl...but only a friend. There was something between us but he never said anything about it. Because it was really nothing. Nothing real.
He's waiting for someone else. He didn't say a damn thing but I saw it with my own eyes. I didn't ask why. I should not ask anymore...because it was so clear to me. It was too late for him to explain. He put me in peril! He betrayed me.
So I grabbed a rope. Maybe this will ease the pain. I thought of coming back...no. Death is the answer. This is tight enough to stop the breathing.
"No please!"
"Goodbye." I pushed him off the chair. His body was struggling, desperate for air.
I opened the door and give him a last glimpse as his body was still hanging by the ceiling. "From dust you shall return."
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