“i’ll never forget the look in his eyes when he realized the knife sticking out of his chest was there by my hand. i guess i would say they expressed a myriad of emotions, but mostly i sensed shock; and that shock surprised me. they seemed to say “how could you?” and “how could you?” wasn’t something i expected to see after plunging the blade into his heart; i figured if we ever got to the point where i was ending his life there would have been more of a feeling of acceptance from him; that he would look at me and i would look back at him; and in those last moments, the finality that is death would bring our relationship a closure that had eluded us; with me bleeding him out serving as a last “fuck you”.”
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