Dear Joe

Dear Joe,

I've thought about it,

and even though you don't read this,

I feel bad.

I basically put all my thoughts,

onto you.

I'm selfish,

and stupid,

and disgusting.

I don't deserve to live,

because I don't want to.

Life is a gift,

I don't see it as one though.

Which is why I need to leave.

Friday night is when I picked.

The day before my parents get home,

and I'll feel close to you.

I'll do it by the pier,

where it's quiet.

This is my second last letter,

forever.

So...

You will never see this,

but you are the reason I'm alive,

living and breathing today,

and for that,

I am forever great full.

Love,

Spring

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