He waited for her message to let him know that she still cared, but like a cold gust of wind, it passed over him leaving him cold, looking for warmth.

He thought to himself;

“…Why would she do something like that for? How can someone say they love you, and do that? It may of happened in the past, but why did that happen for?...”

The thoughts stumbled back and forth in his head until his veins turned black, slowly but surely, the thoughts became deeper and the hatred became stronger.

"...She will be better off with him, he was her first, so what do I have to offer her?.."

He could feel her presence but she was invisible, she could see everything going on, but she ignored the cries for help.

It was at this point he realized;

“…I can do better then that, it’s time to move on…”

And with that, he decided to end what he had with her,







Then killed himself.