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.murder.

"do you want to kill yourself?"

i would have never imagined those words come out of that mouth that i adored so much.

" . . . because of me?"

"there are many reasons i want to kill myself.

there are many thoughts that make me want to crumble to dust.

but none of them will ever be you," i wanted to say, but never did.

instead, i gave no answer.

instead, i bottled my words up.

instead, i killed myself inside.

again.

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