I had my first suicidal thoughts the other day.
I've been sad before. I've been so very sad.
But I never had the feeling of not wanting to exist before.
I never really understood wanting to not exist.
That is, until I lost you.
I liked the way you walked. Is that weird? You held yourself with a humbling confidence. I was jealous of your clothes constantly caressing...
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