Goodbye, My Mate
Sometimes, when he answered the phone, his eyes would soften with an unmistakable tenderness.
And I realized he could be gentle, he could be happy. Just not with me.
Depression consumed me, hollowed me out day by day.
My body grew weaker until, one sunny morning, with tears still on my face, I simply didn't wake up.
Snapping back to the present, I wiped away the tears and I forced a smile.
This time would be different. I would give them their happy ending and find my own.
Maybe then, We can all be happy.
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