The head
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I hate you. You're destroying me. Every day, every minute. When you are close to me, I can’t breathe. You’re my disease. My are the biggest failure, my mistake. You’re my pain. I can’t live without you. You’re my strongest drug. That’s why I hate everything about you.
You didn’t tell me the price of our happiness. And I was so stupid. In my eyes you was only a child. Blameless. My ideal. But I was blind. And I know – I will be the only person on your funeral. I will be the only one who will cry on your grave I know it. And when I’ll die there will be nobody who will come to say “goodbye” to me – I know it too. Because we were alone. Because we had our own world. Because we hadn’t friends, we hadn’t family. You were everything for me. That’s why I hate you now.
Only you, I and drugs. A false fairy tale. The Illusion of freedom. And we believed in all dreams. We were destroying ourselves. Every day, every minute, every time. We were a pain, the pain of each other, because we hadn’t somebody else. Only you and my pain. Only I and your tears. And your broken promises, soaked in blood and euphoria.
Please, protect me from all this words and from theirs sense. I refuse to think about our future. But… I know who I am for this world. I’m only dust, no more. And our story can’t have a happy end. We’re only two among billions such as us. We are not necessary for all these people, the whole world. And the sun will keep shining when I will cry on your grave. I know it. I simply know it.
I hate you. Remember about it and about the fact that I will be the only person on your funeral. Love me. Because you have no one else to love. Trust me. Because you have no one else to trust. Be with me. Because you have no one else to be with you. I hate you. You destroyed my life. And I’m scared that there will be nobody who will come on my funeral to say “goodbye” to me. I am absolutely alone. That’s why I need you. You and everything about you.
Fin.