....I have had so many regrets about this life I've led. So many things I could have done better.
....so many things I never did. Never had. Never said.
...b-but it's alright now. I won't have to worry about that anymore. I always thought feeling so much hurt meant you had something wonderful to look forward to in your future....Â
Hahaha. I see now how foolish it was of me to assume such a thing. I had no such thing waiting for me... and certainly no one to share such things with.Â
...this life has been terrible to me. Terrible for everyone who has so much as come near me. I feel like I've made everyone's lives so much worse...Â
There are so many I feel I should apologize to. So many people who have been made miserable by my behavior, and eventually just by my very existance.
Alistair. I'm sorry. I never meant anything harmful. I only wanted to get close to you. To help you. ...and maybe flirt a little, yes.... but I knew nothing would come of it.Â
Which brings me to Simon. I suppose I was jealous of you. A little. You seemed interesting... and I wish we had met on better terms. Please take care of Alistair, although I don't think I need to remind you to. Because I know you will.
Chili. I'm so sorry you had to put up with me for so long... I probably wasn't much help to you, and I wish I could have helped so much more, rather than be consistently annoying. I was a failure in every sense of the word. I never helped you improve yourself, nor did I support you in the way I should have.
.....S-Sinbad. Gosh, Sinbad. I wanted to do so many things with you. Hang out and watch movies and read comic books and laugh about things and forget about the world for a little while. You were my best friend.Â
...and did you know, Sinbad...? I... I believe I was a little in love with you.
B-But that doesn't really matter a-anymore I suppose. Even if I did tell you, it still w-wouldn't have mattered.... better to k-keep a friendship than l-lose it or make it awkward, y-y'know? Hahaha.... please be good when I'm gone... don't get hurt. Please.
At least... a-at least it's over now. The unanswered questions... the suffering... no more pain. Living without love for so long, the one thing I truly wished for... the only thing I ever wanted. A true, deep love with someone who wouldn't hurt me.Â
But p-p-people like me don't get a f-fairy tale ending.
And I s-suppose.... s-suppose my life ends th-the way it was lived.
.....cold. C-cold and a-alone.
-He lies back just to rest his head a little, but he says nothing. Lifeless blue eyes look up at the ceiling, unblinking. The machine by his bed lets out one long loud beep as though to punctuate the silence.-

















