I loved everything about you.

You seemed perfect.

You seemed smart..

You seemed like you understood.

Of course, no one is perfect. I never expected you to be. I never wanted you to be. You never needed to be.

Your imperfections didn't phase me in the slightest.

At first.

Every time I see you, I tell myself to look past it. To just forget about it.

Because.....you need me.

I can't leave you because of it.

I love you, and you love me.

So how could I leave you?

You'd have nothing, then.

What would you do without me?

But....

You don't make it easy. You never make it easy.

You never tell me the full truth.

I'm naive, is that it?

I'm too young, and too dumb to understand?

Why don't you just tell me?

Tell me everything.

Tell me the history of this problem.

Tell me the root of it.

Tell me something.

I can help you if you just tell me.

I'm not weak, I'm not stupid, and I'm not naive.

So tell me.

I'll understand.

I promise.

.................

You're becoming toxic.

Twisted.

You poison me.

Your dark words are like daggers....

Sharp, and dangerous.

You told me everything, and now...I see.

I understand, now.

It's a dark web of madness.

Hate.

Depression.

Loneliness..

You're mind has been being abused for so long.

You've been hidden for so long.

Too long.

You're bitter.

You're mean.

You're hateful.

You drive me insane.

But it isn't your fault.

Nothing was ever your fault.

Nothing.

................

Damage has been done.

But you're not completely destroyed yet.

It's not too late to pick up those shattered pieces, and put them back together, is it?

It's not too late to nurse your poor, broken, sick mind back to health, is it?

This damage can surely be undone, right?

Surely this damage isn't permanent...

.................

Pain.

I've never felt this much pain before.

Caused by you, whom I loved, and still love.

It's unbearable.

But I'll endure it for as long I have to.

If it helps you..

I don't care what you do to me, if it helps you.

Hit me, punch me, kick me, cut me, scratch me.....fill my mind up to the brim with darkness..

Do anything that helps you.

..................

It was never your fault.

It was never actually you that hurt me.

No, never.

It was them.

It was those who did this to you.

Not you.

The ones who caused you to cry yourself to sleep.

The ones who caused you to hate the world.

The ones who broke you.

I'm sorry I couldn't put you back together.

I'm so sorry.

If I had a second chance, I'd do better.... For both of us.

I'm so sorry I couldn't fix you.

I tried so hard.

I gave you everything.

I accepted every flaw you had....even embraced them.

I gave you every ounce of love I had in my body.

I gave you my body, to let you use it as a punching bag for you to take it all out on.

I gave you my time..

I gave you a shoulder to cry on.

I gave you a chest to hide in.

I gave you lips to kiss.

And hands to hold.

All of which, are worth more than gold.

But most importantly, I gave you someone.

I knew it better than anyone....

When you're hurt, lonely, depressed, suicidal...

All you need is someone.

Someone to be there.

Someone to help ease the pain.

Someone to love.

Someone to talk to.......

...................

Now, I lay here on the kitchen floor.

Helpless.

Wounded.

Bleeding.

Dying..

I guess I let you hit me a little too hard this time.

The light started fading as black dots clouded my vision.

It would end soon.

"Darling? Where are you, my love?"

I smiled.

Suddenly, I didn't have one single regret.

The sweet sound of your loving voice was the last thing I heard before my soul fled my body.

It reminded me of all the precious gifts life had given me.

You, sweet, little, precious, imperfect you, being the most precious gift of all.

Then, I finally fell into sleep, never to be awoken ever again.

I hope you liked that strange little short story....

I don't know...

I just felt inspired.

I like it a lot, actually.

Some stuff is inspired by reality, but not all.

Thank you.

Bye~