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You got it right every time, I shouldn't be here... I wasn't born to be by your side.
Even trying to deny it, I can't get these feelings out of me, you made me suffer, however, it was you who gave me more energy to live again.
Each day I can feel my breath getting more and more caught, my chest fills with blood and petals of your favorite flowers.
I wake up every night with unbearable pain and can't sleep. My screams echo in my ears, all over the floor there is blood, my bed is even redder than its petals.
My skin is paler and I can feel this is coming to an end, I can't say I'm happy but it was my choice.
I only ask that you are here so that my last vision is your face full of life, so that I can see that nothing was in vain... my last breaths will be yours.