He remembered the moment it all began, those are the instances that can never be forgotten. Another relationship had just imploded and he was following his ritual of drinking himself sane again. He was on his seventh, working his way to the fourth hourseman, by which time he wouldn’t remember his own name let along the name of the girl that just crushed his heart. He always railed against her on these nights, probably because she could throw it back in his face and then some. He knew no one else who could do that to him like her.That was when he knew that he had to know more, that was the beginning of a friendship that would grow into love, then fade to black. It faded for her but remained so strong for him. He had made many mistakes but she had to know of his love, she had to, right? No matter, it was done and now all he had was a pain of a bullet that continued to bury itslef deeper as the clock ticked away.
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