It all started a February 2nd. There was a girl, she saw this guy. She liked him; she thought his way of dressing and his style were cool. She just liked him. After a while, he gave her his msn address... and they started talking...
At first, their conversations were very small and insignificant, but as the time passed, they started to know each other more... The girl was really into him. She really liked him. And her feelings went growing as she knew him and a little part of his life. Everything was fine, they talked about everything and nothing (nothing would be truer), until that day. That day he broke her. That day was one of the most difficult days the emo girl ever had to live.
Everything was okeii, they were talking as usual. But He was depressed. And she knew he wasn't alright. She truly hoped it would pass. But it didn't. At one point, he told her he had another mail address which he didn't use much. He gave her the address... and the password. Therefore she knew. She was choked. Her eyes started crying. There was something so wrong with the guy she appreciated so much. She understood, but hoped she were wrong. But she wasn't: "I'm not gonna come on msn anymore". That meant EVERYTHING. He asked a favor, she couldn't refuse. She got it, she got it all from A to Z. And she was broke, started crying harder despite herself. He wanted to go, but she begged him to stay. She lost her strength; she couldn't prove him she really cared about him, so she used words. He had made her speechless, nothing could come out from her mouth, and she even had difficulties to write. But she made greats efforts to not faint. She felt like he was pinching her heart, but she took it, and tried to fight. She wanted to keep making him talk... but he seemed to be indifferent to what she was saying. When the guy said Bye, he pierced her heart; it was as painful as if she had been burned by hot water, as he did when he was young. Since this moment, she started shaking, she was trembling violently and couldn't stop. She laid down on the cold floor, torned apart. She was diving in a cold and dark nightmare... it was impossible for her to not talk with him anymore. The person she adores want to end up his life... she wonders why life has to be so mean and selfish, she said it is jealous so it gives death to 'happy' people.
1am... 2am... 3am...4am... she is still on the floor, crying, her body completely dead. 5am... she gets to bed. 5:30 her pillow is entirely submerged by tears. 8am, she gets up. She's not hungry; she goes directly to the bathroom. Her eyes are wet, redder than blood, her head hurts. She can't believe what happened. She wants to cut something, she needs to... but she doesn't do it... her last cuts were not healed up yet, so she opens them up. To see her blood makes her feel better.
1 day after.
2days after
5days after.
Nothing. She lives in her nightmare, quietly. She has to talk about it to someone. She does: to her best friend. But he doesn't do anything, because he doesn't like Emos.
8days after.
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Like everyday she open the 4-5 messages... and sets. He had sent her a message. He was alive then. Her happiness was instantaneous. She had a little trouble to breathe, but the smile she hadn't had for days came back. She read the message: he had tried to jump, but failed.
If she had been high her joy would have been less explicit...He was at teh hospital by then.
But the days passed. She tryed to understant why he had done all this. She got relieved when she made him promised he wouldn't try again.
One day he told her he ran out from the hospital. She understood something like that, and honetly didn't want him to go back there, because he would't toalk to her for days. She knew she was selfish but she didn't want to be kepted away from him.
A week later, they start to really get closer, even though the sidtance is huge. The girl was deeply in love with him. She didn't know how to ask him that. Maybe it wasn't her who had to ask it, but she wanted to, so after a while, she started asking weird questions, because she didn't know how to ask it. But she finally did, and she was scared: Will you marry meh?
He was playing with her, and she knew it, she knew the answer, she wasn't sure sure though. He finally answered Yes, she was flying. She wouldn't stop smiling for another three hours. Shs tells him how much she loves him even if she doesnt find the right words.
They seem to be happy, despite the fights destroying the girl's mind sometimes. He would say painful things she can't take, that's when she falls into darkness, when he makes implicit sentences making her believe or understand soon it will be over...
but they get over these fights. They seem to be happy... They wanted to be married anyway: online, in real...
This guy made her the most happy person on earth. She found again a smile she had forgotten since the disparition of persons she liked in her life. So she gets depressed whenever she is not talking to him. She loves him more everyday. His hair, his way of writting.. and now she heard his voice. Never had she heard such a beautiful voice. She listen to him over and over again...
All this girl need is to feel him close. She need to talk to him... to her, minuts wihout him became hours, which maade her suffer as she would in hell.
At first, their conversations were very small and insignificant, but as the time passed, they started to know each other more... The girl was really into him. She really liked him. And her feelings went growing as she knew him and a little part of his life. Everything was fine, they talked about everything and nothing (nothing would be truer), until that day. That day he broke her. That day was one of the most difficult days the emo girl ever had to live.
Everything was okeii, they were talking as usual. But He was depressed. And she knew he wasn't alright. She truly hoped it would pass. But it didn't. At one point, he told her he had another mail address which he didn't use much. He gave her the address... and the password. Therefore she knew. She was choked. Her eyes started crying. There was something so wrong with the guy she appreciated so much. She understood, but hoped she were wrong. But she wasn't: "I'm not gonna come on msn anymore". That meant EVERYTHING. He asked a favor, she couldn't refuse. She got it, she got it all from A to Z. And she was broke, started crying harder despite herself. He wanted to go, but she begged him to stay. She lost her strength; she couldn't prove him she really cared about him, so she used words. He had made her speechless, nothing could come out from her mouth, and she even had difficulties to write. But she made greats efforts to not faint. She felt like he was pinching her heart, but she took it, and tried to fight. She wanted to keep making him talk... but he seemed to be indifferent to what she was saying. When the guy said Bye, he pierced her heart; it was as painful as if she had been burned by hot water, as he did when he was young. Since this moment, she started shaking, she was trembling violently and couldn't stop. She laid down on the cold floor, torned apart. She was diving in a cold and dark nightmare... it was impossible for her to not talk with him anymore. The person she adores want to end up his life... she wonders why life has to be so mean and selfish, she said it is jealous so it gives death to 'happy' people.
1am... 2am... 3am...4am... she is still on the floor, crying, her body completely dead. 5am... she gets to bed. 5:30 her pillow is entirely submerged by tears. 8am, she gets up. She's not hungry; she goes directly to the bathroom. Her eyes are wet, redder than blood, her head hurts. She can't believe what happened. She wants to cut something, she needs to... but she doesn't do it... her last cuts were not healed up yet, so she opens them up. To see her blood makes her feel better.
1 day after.
2days after
5days after.
Nothing. She lives in her nightmare, quietly. She has to talk about it to someone. She does: to her best friend. But he doesn't do anything, because he doesn't like Emos.
8days after.
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Like everyday she open the 4-5 messages... and sets. He had sent her a message. He was alive then. Her happiness was instantaneous. She had a little trouble to breathe, but the smile she hadn't had for days came back. She read the message: he had tried to jump, but failed.
If she had been high her joy would have been less explicit...He was at teh hospital by then.
But the days passed. She tryed to understant why he had done all this. She got relieved when she made him promised he wouldn't try again.
One day he told her he ran out from the hospital. She understood something like that, and honetly didn't want him to go back there, because he would't toalk to her for days. She knew she was selfish but she didn't want to be kepted away from him.
A week later, they start to really get closer, even though the sidtance is huge. The girl was deeply in love with him. She didn't know how to ask him that. Maybe it wasn't her who had to ask it, but she wanted to, so after a while, she started asking weird questions, because she didn't know how to ask it. But she finally did, and she was scared: Will you marry meh?
He was playing with her, and she knew it, she knew the answer, she wasn't sure sure though. He finally answered Yes, she was flying. She wouldn't stop smiling for another three hours. Shs tells him how much she loves him even if she doesnt find the right words.
They seem to be happy, despite the fights destroying the girl's mind sometimes. He would say painful things she can't take, that's when she falls into darkness, when he makes implicit sentences making her believe or understand soon it will be over...
but they get over these fights. They seem to be happy... They wanted to be married anyway: online, in real...
This guy made her the most happy person on earth. She found again a smile she had forgotten since the disparition of persons she liked in her life. So she gets depressed whenever she is not talking to him. She loves him more everyday. His hair, his way of writting.. and now she heard his voice. Never had she heard such a beautiful voice. She listen to him over and over again...
All this girl need is to feel him close. She need to talk to him... to her, minuts wihout him became hours, which maade her suffer as she would in hell.