last night he said
"i suggest you let me forget about it or else i might just not wake up one morning."
last night i cried.
hard.
i cried because all the horrible thoughts rushed through my head. what would i do if he didn't wake up one morning? i couldn't stop thinking about it.
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i keep checking my phone every five minutes.
hoping i don't have a text to break my heart.
Other times I am disgusted with myself for even contemplating it.
a really scary one too...
i hope it isn't tru