She sits on the cheap, stained sheets of the old motel room. As tears start rolling she remebers him and the times they had shared. Singing songs only they knew, falling alseep on rooftops and running until they collapsed.
But good things in life cant last forever, late night arguments and drunken regrets left them standing in the rain holding each other for the very last time.
She cant breathe anymore, her face flooded, looking in the mirror she tells herself "baby girl you're such a mess", with running eyeliner and tear stained cheeks.
She takes the gun and places it to her head.
She left this world nothing but a blood splattered note which read "LOVE KILLS"
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