Failure

I remember the worst night of my life.

Morning, technically.

I watched her lungs stop breathing.

She took a part of me.

I woke up terrified today.

Three years later.

The pain lessened.

I still miss her.

I had my day planned.

I was busy,

But I was still home.

Dad came to talk to me.

He was going out tonight.

With his girlfriend.

Is he joking?

He wasn't, in the end.

My to do list fell aside.

He asked if it was okay.

I lied.

Did it have to be tonight?

I got nothing done today.

No papers written,

No study guides complete,

No books read.

Today was a failure.

I am a failure.

Did it really have to be tonight??? Well, last night...It was just a damn dinner. There's no gd reason for it to be tonight. Last night. I hate them.

On that note...review?? It makes me not hate everything.

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