“I’m not going to leave you. I will never break your heart,” he had promised.
Then why was he breaking it now?
He stood in front of me looking indifferent, uttering words that brought tears to my eyes and tore my heart apart.
“I don’t think this can work anymore. Sorry, it’s not your fault. It’s mine.”
“What do y-you mean?” I asked. My chest ached so badly.
“I lost feelings for you. I don’t think I can pretend that I still love you,” he bluntly stated.
 He looked down for a few seconds before speaking again. “I have to go now. Goodbye,” he said while turning around to walk away.
“What? What are you saying?!” I shouted after him desperately trying to stop him but failing miserably.
 “Tell me this is a joke! Please!” I cried as tears fell freely from my face. He didn’t turn back. Instead, he continued walking away like he hadn’t heard anything. I could no longer see his back and the pain that was consuming me was excruciating. My body began shaking uncontrollably and I collapsed on the floor in defeat. I wanted to die at that moment. How could I have been so stupid?Â
Did I think anyone could love me and stay with me forever. Who the hell was I kidding?? Even my parents left me; abandoned me at the doorstep of their business partner as a form of payment for their debts.Â
But I thought he was the one. He promised me.
I just want to be happy. I reached for my bag beside me and searched for the only thing that could distract me from my thoughts. My fingers curled around the blade I had purchased that morning.
Or did he know about my hobbies? Did he know that I loved to make myself bleed whenever I was upset? That the marks on my hands and legs weren’t from work, but from the blade I bought every morning? No, he couldn’t have known. Even though, he promised to love me in spite of my flaws.
As if reading my thoughts, the blade found its way to the vein on my wrist. The bleeding was instant.
I closed my eyes and gave in to the feeling. I thought of a place where I was accepted; where people showed me love. Where I wasn’t rejected multiple times.Â
I looked down at my wrist again. There was so much blood. So much red flowing over my skin, staining everything.
Why was I feeling dizzy? I just want to be happy.
Happy
Happ
Hap
Ha
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And then nothing. Just darkness.
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