Time has run out. The sand in the hour glass has fallen. My heart shattered, my brain fried, my soul empty... I have to escape. I have to leave too.

Voyage for the void

Vacant Victoria 

Vapors

A couple of months ago, he woke me out of my sleep. Tears rolling down my eyes but I was emotionally flat. Why am I crying for someone who didnt want to be with me? He left me. Why did he ask for my hand in marriage? He knew he would leave. Why didn't he say anything? Where's my fuckin good bye note?

We each asked our best friends to be our witnesses at the courthouse. My girl, my ride or die, said "fuck yeah, I'll be there." She didnt ask questions about who, what, when, where. She's down for whatever happens. His best friend, on the other, cried. He teared up like a fuckin baby and asked why we are rushing. He ran up the stairs to his room where my fiance would follow. After 15mins of talking to his best friend, my fiance returned to me and said "will you still marry me on Saturday?" Of course I would with a huge smile on my face. I finally found a God fearing man that was ready for a commitment, a life partner and love. How could I turn him down? He was God sent. When I woke up in his arms I was amazed at how great it felt, like it was some how different than the other nights waking up beside him. I left for work around 6am. He killed himself around 9am.