The Bitterness Of Suicide P2

Part Two

He found out a few days ago. He was devastated and he kept thinking it was his fault.  There's a book resting in his lap, a coffee mug half empty and an old photograph showing the girl who passed away.

He looks at the picture one more time; the girl is smiling and hugging him. He wonders how could everything end this way. He lets out a small tear which later lands in the old book. He hides the old memory and drinks the forgotten cold coffee.

He finds himself locked in the coffee shop. He returns the mug to the waitress and runs, the aged photograph falls from his lap but he doesn't care. He leaves it there to die, like she did.

He arrives at her house; her mother greets him with tenderness. He asks for answers but she doesn't give in, instead she leads him to her room. Everything is as he remembers; the bed is slightly messy and stained with blood, her blood. He remembers the cuts in her wrist, the old razor blade is in the drawer next to her bed.

He sighs remembering every moment, every minute he had holding her and keeping her safe from her own nightmares.

If only he would've told her how much he loved her, she wouldn't have done what she did. In the same spot where she killed herself is where he lays down, after a while he could feel her. He could feel her pain, her loneliness, the madness which lead her to her own funeral. He takes a slow breath and closes his eyes, he feels her pain but he also feels the love he gave to her. He knows she is here with him tonight;the electricity of a slow touch slowly embraces him.

Silence filled up the room leaving him alone with his own thoughts. He experiences some moments of sadness but also happiness thinking back.

He hears something, a whisper maybe. He feels the pain but he accepts it wasn't his fault, almost before he gets up the whisper fills the air.

"I'm sorry"

He knows it's her voice, he smiles and accepts that he has to move on. He is exiting the room when he looks back and says

"I'm closing the door, if that's okay with you" He blows one last kiss and leaves behind every sad memory he had.