she hadn’t been his wife
because her religious family would never
allow their sweet treasure
to marry a lowlife like him
But she had been his girlfriend because
she needed to rebel
against her family somehow
But very little of that mattered now
She was no longer among
the living
and it was her own choice
Enforced by two fistfuls of pills
and half a bottle of 65% proof *****
Her family was beginning
to forget her
now
Suicide was something not even Jesus could
forgive
“I’m stronger than Jesus himself then!”
he shouted in the
hand mirror she left behind
at his place. “I forgive you! And I
still love you.”
He smashed the hand mirror against the wall
and knelt amongst the
shards
They watched him from below
with crimson eyes
Eyes that reminded him of hers when she was
crying in his arms,
talking endlessly about her stupid family who
won’t take mental issues like depression
and anxiety seriously. They said
it was but a phase
and she just needed to grow up
and pray some more. Also, her lowlife
boyfriend needed to go
If only that last
rule wouldn’t have been in place…
She would’ve been here now,
he knew
He reached for the
largest shard,
not breaking contact with the crimson eyes,
and stabbed it deep into
the wrist of his left hand
“Haha,” he said, still looking
at the eyes. “Just like when you took
bathroom breaks from the sermon to video-call me. I… still love you, babe…”
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