Suicide, on christmas.
I understand the radiating pain inside you. I understand the memory of last year. I understand hat your going through. Because I miss you too. But nothing can change what you did, and nothing can change how much you hurt me, how we spiraled out of control. We are not, healthly for each other. The most suicides are around Chritmas. I understand.
I understand why, why I would take my life.
One year ago, we sat in the lights by the tree. We laughed and drank. We has the beat Christmas.
I'm as cold as it is outside. I feel like dying.
I am dying inside.