Tears From Behind A Locked Door.

07:24pm 18/05/2003

I almost went through with it on Friday.
Almost.
I even said goodbye
to Him.
I was so close...
But I failed.
I couldn't finish.
I didn't take enough.
I just got tired.
So tired.
And I slept.
For a long time.
Yesterday,
He reminded me.
He chewed me out.
He cried.
He wouldn't let me forget.
He wouldn't let me pretend
That its all okay.
He locked himself away
In the bathroom.
Crying.
Yelling at me.
He wouldn't come out
Until I "realized"
That my life "is not garbage."
I said it.
To him.
For him.
I didn't mean it.
I didn't believe it.
But he's better now.
And whats important,
Is that he's happy
With me
For now.