"If you're reading this, then it's already too late.

I loved her in the only way I knew how—violently, selfishly, completely. I tore her apart, thinking it would fix me. Thinking pain would make her mine.

It didn't.

She was the only light I ever touched—and I crushed it with my bare hands. Now there's nothing left but the sound of her silence, and the weight of what I did echoing in my chest like a gun I never fired soon enough.

This isn't a redemption arc. It's a graveyard of love, and I buried myself inside it.

Forgive me... or don't. I never deserved it anyway."