Vent

The Day I'll Leave

It was a cold winter afternoon, Michael was in his room, sobbing. They'd never see their girlfriend or friends ever again, they wanted to be gone, they didn't want to keep living like this. This was all THEIR fault, they failed college as a freshman, this is what they get, what they deserve.

He planned to commit for a while now, but he'd made so many promises with his girlfriend, to go on a lot of dates, get married, get pet beetles, and so much more. They don't want to die, but it's their only option.

He grabbed a new bottle of pain killers he bought, and took a lot of them, one at a time. He now realized that he'd need a note. He wrote the first one, to his family, but he wanted to write one to his girlfriend, so he grabbed another piece of paper and started writing.

"Hi love,
I'm really sorry, I'm so sorry I promised to do so much with you just to give up so easily, after making all those plans with you, I gained the will to live, just to be with you. We planned to get married a couple months into our relationship, and I'm so glad we were able to trust each other so easily, we planned to do so much, but now I'm going to need you to do those plans without me, or you can do them with another person. I love you so much, and I really didn't want to do this, but it's my only option, but I need you to do a favor for me, don't forget me. It just sucks it played out like this, I'm so sorry I'm such a failure, that's the reason I'm gone, so I have to apologize. If I tried hard enough or just pushed myself a bit further, I would've been here. So it's my fault, don't ever think it's yours. I want you to live your life to the fullest, I don't want this to affect you. I know you'll grow up to be a good person. I really wish I wouldn't be dying alone, so I'll just think of you holding me while I slowly fall asleep. I love you so much, don't forget that.
-Michael"

He wiped his tears away, put the pencil away, and went to sleep. After waking up the next day, he felt horrible, he was able to convince his parents to let him stay home. He would vomit and feel discomfort a lot, so he new it worked. After a couple hours, he realized it was time to go.

He slowly walked to his bed, a laid down, he closed his eyes, suddenly, he was in his girlfriends arms.

"Aw, you tired?" She asked, smiling.

He nodded and let tears fall from his eyes. "Yeah..."

"Go to sleep babe." She smiled, stroking his hair.

He slowly closed his eyes, he muttered the words, "I love you..."

That day, Michael was found dead in his room.
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Anyways, feeling like shit and might make this story into a reality <3