One night I was going to end it all.
I had the thing I was going to use
in hand.
But the thought
Just the thought
Of all the people it'd affect,
what I'd miss.
I couldn't bear doing it,
for the small amount
Of people that'd be thankful for it.
I couldn't take the easy way out.
I put that thing back where it belonged,
And went to bed.
And what truly healed me
My little spark of sunshine
Was finally dating
My crush of 3 years
Apr 18
Apr 18, 2026 at 12:04 AM UTC
One night I was going to end it all.
I had the thing I was going to use
in hand.
But the thought
Just the thought
Of all the people it'd affect,
what I'd miss.
I couldn't bear doing it,
for the small amount
Of people that'd be thankful for it.
I couldn't take the easy way out.
I put that thing back where it belonged,
And went to bed.
And what truly healed me
My little spark of sunshine
Was finally dating
My crush of 3 years
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