About Me

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Without Her

There are times in your life where you want to let go of what's important to you, and you want to make the ultimate sacrifice. There are times you want to die. But you chicken out of it. At the last second, you don't swallow those pills, you don't take the knife to you throat, you don't pull the trigger. You hesitate.But she didn't.
She took her knife, and she left.
But I don't know why she thought I could live without her. Without her, I am nothing.

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