Killing Slowly Within

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Lying on the bed, the red velvet sheets stained with tears. Her mind is restless with thoughts, of her best friend someone she's loved so much.
"I wish you would let me know, you felt this way..." Her voice came out in a broken whisper. "That you weren't well... That you were living in hell..."
She gripps her pillow tighter, hugging it to her shaking frame. "I could've helped.... Brought you out of the dark." More tears stream down her tear ducts, it's just too much pain. "I know it seems selfish but... Maybe it would have been better if we didn't meet. If I didn't meet you that cold windy day." She stood up, and sta at her desk, pulling out paper, pen. "But, deep down I couldn't let you go. You're my other half, yet it's slowly killing me." Her blue pen smoothly flies across the paper, words flowing out. "I feel like, for my health, that we should depart. I don't wish to let go, yet I need to." Tears fell on the ink covered paper. "I'm happy you're getting help... Yet, now I need some..." A broken sob left the girl, she stood up shoving the chair into it's other half. She walked to her car and drove, trying to calm her frantic heart. A door arose, she stopped and put the letter on the floor leaving once and for all. "Good bye my best friend, other half..." A door opened after hearing a car drive off, she looked down see her name written in her best friend's writing. She dropped the letter after letting a gasp leave her body. "Good bye... Other half" a broken whisper left her.

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