"Let's drown ourselves in Ingnerit tonight."
You say with your usual calm face.
Do you really mean it? I know it's been hard for us, but do we really should do this?
"I'll pick you up at 9 pm."
I don't know. I'm not ready yet. I do love you, but you took it to far.
The yellow crescent hanging upside down in the purple sky.
The boat we rent swaying as the wave comes by.
"Are you ready?"
No.
"Tell me, if I die first, could you follow me?"
I can feel the cold sea breeze in my sweating neck.
"If I die and you're not, will you still be able to lead a normal life?"
Of course not but for the sake of my love child.
"I love you."
Our love might be last forever. But your body will rot into the darkest depth of sea as I embrace a dark path of my future without you.
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