It was dark... So dark I could feel my breath freeze in the air... It is hopeless. I might just as well give up. Like everyone else gave up on me. I close my eyes and them watch the starless sky... It is done. It is the time for me to go... I am not sorry for what I did.

I have no regrets. Well, maybe one. How will I be able to tell him how much he means to me? I won't be able to hold his hand, to look into his eyes... Neither to touch that crimson hair, nor to enjoy his pat on the head... I know he never really loved me, but ...

Oh, no... The cold tears started falling down my cheeks. How did this happen? The truth is- I wish I could be killed by someone like him not like some Sissy-pansy full-of-himself idiot.

Now I see it: the swing of a gun in his hand... The way he rotates the barrel between his fingers... He likes it: the Look of horror on my face that dissapeared under a river of tears and sorrow. Filthy bastard... I hate him. I want him to suffer.

I hope he'll die the same way I will: miserably and merciless. I can hear the gun loading. I can feel it coming close to my forehead. It is there. The iron it sticked to my skin. He can do it from Any moment now. I inhale deeply and exhale. I am prepared.

Do it. Come on. Be the man that you think you are and have the guts to shoot this girl. I am ready to face my destiny. I just wish I could see him for the last time...

How did I end up in this situation? Oh- I remember: it was a night just like this... Now that I think about it, it seems more like a dream than a memory... Fading away... Slowly... Slowly... Swiftly flown away like a bird in the wind...

As I watched the snowflakes falling down from the dark sky, I inhaled once more and prepared for the impact. I listened how the gun pressed once more against my forehead and clenched my fist. One... Two... Three.

POW!

Losing counciousness, I kept my eyes open for a few seconds, trying to find the source of the last thing that I heard: a voice yelling... So familiar... And it was so close... He was here. My wish... Came true. My last wish on this Earth. I love him. I always wanted to tell him. Now I had the chance.

I felt how some hands grabbed my shoulders, and pressed my body against something soft and warm. A faint perfume tickled my nostrils. I couldn't move my limbs, but I tried raising my head to give him one last kiss on the forehead. As soon as my lips were less than half an inch close to his skin, I soflty whispered: "I... Love... You... Forgive... Me..."

After that, everything went black...