You sat there in your room sobbing. You felt terrible about the way things ended, and you wished they hadn't.
But alas, all good things must end.
That's what you kept telling your self. You kept thinking about all the reasons why. Why did he break your heart?why did he mean to? Why did he think you weren't good enough for him? Why, why, why, why?
It was the one question you could never figure out. So you sat up in your bed playing with the ribbons on your fingers. The red ones, you remembered where the ones about Dave.
Suddenly the memories washed over you like a wave of despair. You remember all those afternoons, the dates, the hugging, the hand holding, little cutesy things like that. What you missed most of all was the kissing, every time your lips touched his you both melted into each other.
You wonder if he has thought about you as much as you have thought about him. But with all these memories, there comes pain. A dull ache of loneliness right in the spot where your heart used to be.
You usually can take it, brush it off or ignore it. Not today, the pain has become so intense it has an iron grip on you. It's been so bad today all you have done is line in bed sobbing and remembering.
You have had enough.
Enough of the pain, the tears, the loneliness, and broken heartedness. You're done with it, it, he has consumed you. It doesn't matter how hard you try you just can't shake it. It always comes back and it always gets worse.
You have made your decision. You climb out if bed and change into your favorite dress, your 3 AM dress. You figure you must look nice when you meet your maker. You remove your glasses won't need those where I'm going, you think. Then you open the window and just sit there on the sill for a second.
Then, you slid over the edge.
The fall is great. Your hair is whipping wildly in the wind, and there is a huge smile on your face. Free you think, no more pain. This is the happiest you have been.
Then you hit the ground, waiting for who will find your body first.
