Voicemail 5
I found you. You were in the bathroom, lifeless, horrifyingly pale, your white skin stood out so much against the dark red. The razors were sitting beside you. I feel terrible, if only I got there sooner. I can't believe I left you when you needed me most. I'm the worst person in the world. I know you won't hear this, but I just needed to let this out. I found your note on the bed "Connor, I want to thank you for saving me so many times before, I love you so much. I'm sorry you couldn't save me this time. Goodbye." No, it can't be goodbye, I'd do anything to bring you back. I know I can't, but I need to see you again, and I will. I'll see you sooner than you think. I'm not gonna say goodbye because this isn't goodbye, it's hello.
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Goodbye (A Connor Franta Short)
RandomA series of voicemails Connor leaves his boyfriend on the last day of the O2L tour. ***WARNING: COULD BE A TRIGGER***
