mitsukitsune
A girl sat alone in the alley, clutching a scrap of paper to her chest. Tears had already smudged the letters beyond recognition, but she knew the words by heart. Simple, easy: three simple words said so easily, but with so much meaning. 'i luv u.' Even now, she wondered if it was so hard to spell the whole thing, He knew she was a grammar freak. But it was more of a dull thought in the back of her head now. Numb. Like everything else around her. That simple 'i luv u' killed her inside, poured salt in those open wounds. The ones inside and the ones on her wrist.
Those were the last words that he wrote right before the gun shattered everything..
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