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I decided to end my physical life, not just my mental.

And I knew how.

I got a rope from my dads tool shed, and tied it into a noose.

I ran straight to my treehouse. It wasn't our treehouse anymore. Because the other person was dead. And I would be soon too.

And it will be no ones treehouse.

I climbed to a branched that would hold my weight.

I tied the noose to it.

The memories of josh came flooding in.

That night I thought about Josh. His smile was so sweet like Carmel. And his lips were the perfect pink to kiss.
"I'm so stupid,"


I walked up and in the treehouse and Josh was there. We stood awkwardly just looking at each other. Than we leaned in and hugged.

"I'm glad to be here with you." Josh whispered in my ear.

"Me to."  I said and pulled back. But Josh leaned in again and brushed his lips on mine. "I was right sweet as Carmel." I said as we stopped.


We sat in the treehouse. Our hands laced, and our eyes gazing at each others.

I couldn't stand being without him. He's the reason I'm alive, the reason I'm still going. He's my everything. He's what keeps me from being a goner.

Now he's gone.

Before I died, I finished writing my song.

I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath,
I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath,
I want to be known by you,
I want to be known by you.

I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath,
I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath,
I want to be known by you,
I want to be known by you.

Though I'm weak and beaten down,
I'll slip away into this sound,
The ghost of you is close to me,
I'm inside-out, you're underneath.

I've got two faces, blurry's the one I'm not,
I've got two faces, blurry's the one I'm not,
I need your help to take him out,
I need your help to take him out.

Though I'm weak and beaten down,
I'll slip away into this sound,
The ghost of you is close to me,
I'm inside-out, you're underneath.

Though I'm weak and beaten down,
I'll slip away into this sound,
The ghost of you is close to me,
I'm inside-out, you're underneath.

Don't let me be gone.
Don't let me be gone.
Don't let me be gone.
Don't let me be gone.

Don't let me be.
Don't let me be.

I'm a goner, somebody catch my breath,
I'm a goner, somebody catch  My breath,
I want to be known by you,
I want to be known by you.

"Josh..." I said looking up into the sky. " I want to be known by you."

And then I hung. My last thoughts were of josh.

Don't let me be gone.

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