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“To show you that life isn’t as bad as it may seem at the moment.” This can’t be happening right now, can it? “Give me two weeks to show you that there is more to live for, more to be alive for. Give me two weeks to make you fall back in love with life.”
Bad comes with good, and good comes with bad. It’s just a matter of time for the good to shine through, or the bad to fog up the place. Nothing ever comes for free, but nothing ever stays unrewarded either.
You’re so wrong, Lilybug. You will be alive. You will be happy again. I promise.
don’t want to be numb anymore. I want to feel joy. I want to feel love, be loved, and love someone. But I can’t. It’s all… numb.
I want to die because I can’t live with me being me. I can’t live with my emotions, or the ones that are left.
My thoughts are killing me. Literally. I can’t stand this anymore. I’m not that strong. I fought this for so long. I took so many medications to fight it. Nothing helped. Nothing is helping. I want to leave. Please just let me leave.
He hums a yes. “You didn’t see that? I guess you’re blind.” “But I’m not.” “You are.”
How do I convey to someone who’s suicidal that I’ve already found my happiness, and it will leave right when she does? How can I express to her that she’s my happiness, that she brings the light to my life? How do I tell her that she’s my joy, everything that satisfies me, that she’s my euphoria… without making it sound like I want her to stay alive for me?
The same girl that would hate herself right about now if she knew her older self put her dreams to rest.
tell me, it’s nothing good. “I fell in love with you, Lily. I’ve spent eight, or seven, however many days I’ve had with you, trying to make you fall in love with me too.”
