♥私はあなたがいなくて残念に思います； 私は常にそうします私はあなたがいなくて残念に思います； 私は常にそうします

je vous aime vraiment ; et je toujours faise

when she's walking by the beach
it was a cold night
and lonely enough
The days were endless.
The nights even longer. I didn't know when the day would come that I would see my old self again.
The cancer was killing me slowly, and I was there because i had tried to kill myself so i wouldn't have to live with the terminal cancer anymore.
It hurt me so much.
I couldn't bare it.

Staring at the blank hospital walls was making me crazy.

Of course I knew i would never escape the scars that lined my white wrists.

No one ever does.

My voice is hoarse and scratches my throat on the way out of my mouth, "Can I go home?" I ask quietly to the boy walking by.
"i don't know" he says.
"I'm ready to leave." I sob
"i'm sorry."
I let out an exhausted sigh. I only want to go home. To see my family one last time. I want to go home so i can die knowing they forgive me. I look up slowly at the nurse. His eyes sparkle. Tears spring to mine. "I just want to see them." I whisper, "Please, let me see them."
"You're sick?" he asked, I sigh and nod.

The boy is delicate and beautiful. His brown hair flops into his eyes and his lips part. My mind is consumed with thoughts of him and i know he isn't thinking about me. Can anyone love an emo girl with cancer?
My thoughts are no.

♥ ti amo♥