Last one to die please turn out the light

II.

She was, you know, that kind of girl, with head full of dreams. With that little bit naive view at the world. I think, she tried to teach me, people are not that bad ... tried to show me, sometimes is good to give a another chance. Maybe .. I guess .. she knew it`s not really that simple, but she needed to believe it. Everybody does...

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Epilogues

She was looking thru the window, watching the neon lights reflecting in the rainy street ... cursed the day she let him go ...
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I did everything what I could, he tried to convince himself... No I did not ... At start he thought the memories can be drinked away ... now he just knew, morning will be bad...
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She waked up and realized he`s not there ... she started to cry.
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At the first moment when he opened the eyes, he felt nothing ... he threw up ... then he remembered what happend ...and he threw up again ...
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She stayed in the bed whole day ... with phone on her breast.
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Should I call her? he asked himself...

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I.

Her name. Still resonant in my head. What i did, what I shouldn`t do. I`ve never used to drink when i lose someone. Maybe i should. It seems that every single thing turns against me. Even the weather. I used to like the rain, drops knockin` on the window-sill, but now, now it remains me that she`s gone. It`s two months but nothing changed.

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