Stinging Tears

When I cry, I feel the pain of your loss. I feel the sting of my tears. I am hurting. When I cry, I imagine you can feel my pain too, the stinging tears, the hurt. It feels good to imagine you can feel that pain. Good. I look up, and for an instant I hope you’re looking down at me and I want you to feel bad for me. Good. Feel bad. Feel my pain, I think to myself. I know you didn’t really want to leave me. You just wanted the pain to end. Well, too bad. That was only the beginning. Sorry for being a negative Nancy. Damnit, I miss you. I wish you could come back to me. I know you do, too, Eli.

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One Response to Stinging Tears

  1. Meggan says:

    My sister and best friend left this earth by Suicide on August 7,2018z there is nothing that hurts more my has the biggest hole as if she took a piece of me with her… I’m lost without her And so saddened.?

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