I guess I'm done, and we never happened. I'm not one for words, but they're coming now. I don't believe in fate, or destiny or horoscopes, but I can't say I'm surprised things turned out this way. I always felt there was something kind of pulling me back to darkness. Does that make sense? But I wasn't allowed a real life or real love. That was for normal people. With you, I thought, "ah, maybe, just maybe.” But I know now that was a false glimmer. I'm used to those-- they happen all the time in the desert, but this one got to me. And here's the thing, this death, this end of me is exactly what should have happened. I wanted the darkness. I fucking asked for it. It has me now. So don't put a star on the wall for me. Don't say some dumb speech. Just think of me as a light on the headlands, a beacon, steering you clear of the rocks. I loved you.
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