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daffo
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- Aug 25, 2019
- 25
My SN arrived. it arrived at work, i wanted to be sure to receive it and not be forced to go the mail office to retrieve it. i took it home, while i was thinking of her. i wrote to her that night, i wrote a little poetry about how important she is for me; i thought "write the best poetry you can, write so good to change her mind, to make her come visit you again, stayng at your house telling you that she will take care of you". she received it the next morning, she said "give me some time, i need to organize myself before i can come visit you again".
i know it's an excuse. i can't blame her.
this saturday night, she will be with another man. she will laugh with another man, live, eat and fuck with another man. because i cannot be enough for her, because i cannot be the man she wants.
this morning i thought "in the evening, i will go out to the 24/h med store and i will ask for some Plasil. i will say to them that i have migraines, i thought to have enough Plasil at home but i was wrong, and in the weekend my doctor is not available. they will sell it to me, i'm sure, the story is ok."
i wouldn't go to the med store. i waited for her. just a message, a couple of words. "can i stay with you tonight?". a message from her, just like this. i waited all day for nothing. i cried a lot, shacking, my body feel like i ran for hundreds of miles.
she will not come this evening, she is with a better man than me.
And i will go out and buy the last thing that will kill me.
i cannot do it this evening, i didn't prepared myself with fasting and i took Plasil 6 years ago so i need to try it again before, but i cannot stand this feeling, with all the others dark sorrows that depression drags into my mind. i need her so much this evening, i miss her so much. i need to die soon.
i know it's an excuse. i can't blame her.
this saturday night, she will be with another man. she will laugh with another man, live, eat and fuck with another man. because i cannot be enough for her, because i cannot be the man she wants.
this morning i thought "in the evening, i will go out to the 24/h med store and i will ask for some Plasil. i will say to them that i have migraines, i thought to have enough Plasil at home but i was wrong, and in the weekend my doctor is not available. they will sell it to me, i'm sure, the story is ok."
i wouldn't go to the med store. i waited for her. just a message, a couple of words. "can i stay with you tonight?". a message from her, just like this. i waited all day for nothing. i cried a lot, shacking, my body feel like i ran for hundreds of miles.
she will not come this evening, she is with a better man than me.
And i will go out and buy the last thing that will kill me.
i cannot do it this evening, i didn't prepared myself with fasting and i took Plasil 6 years ago so i need to try it again before, but i cannot stand this feeling, with all the others dark sorrows that depression drags into my mind. i need her so much this evening, i miss her so much. i need to die soon.