I remember this moment vividly.
Your hanging body behind the bedroom door.
The deafening sound of the train passing by,
I begin to collect myself as I stare out the window.
Before I grab my gun from the closet and set it on the bed,
I sit for a moment.
Staring into your lifeless eyes, wondering what led you to this.
I can't live without you.
I can't live.
I put the gun in my mouth and take one last look at you.
One last breath, I close my eyes.
