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"I cannot hate you. As much as I try, you are in my head all day long, you are in my boiling hot blood, in my frozen heart. I cannot erase you from my thoughts, I'm not able to forget you, your voice, your eyes. You are fucking permanent!" he screamed looking in the horizon, then lowering his sight . He is going to kill himself if I don't stop him now. He will jump. "Then don't. Don't try to forget my breath, my kisses, because I did not forget your taste. I still feel your skin on mine. I know you are addicted to me, because I am addicted to you. You will be the death of me as much as I will destroy you." I whispered and searched for his hand. I couldn't see anything. The rain was pouring before my eyes and the dark was not helping my sight. I have to find his hand! If he jumps, I am coming after him.
How old are you? Three?
