I was standing on the edge of the building, looking down on the city, deciding to just end it all, and my mind thought, "Everyone can be happy now....but...I can never... ever...say sorry....to him...fuck it"....tears stream down my face along with the heavy rain and I clutch the green rose hairclip I got from him when we were 5 and that I said I had thrown away....I kiss the hairclip softly....
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