Part 1: That night when you were driving me home I felt like I lost a part of myself to someone that didn't deserve me.
You listened to the words I spoke. Words of suicidal.
You sat there and didn't say a word. You could have said anything that would make me feel worthy of breathing and living again. But you didn't.
So I walked and walked until I reached home; into my bedroom I went.
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