I always thought you would stay by my side, take care of

I always thought you would stay by my side, take care of me, and love me... but what happened at midnight on the 2026 September 25 , Friday?So, were all my thoughts and feelings wrong, then?I always used to tell myself that Y really liked me and that we were even going to meet in person within a year; we were supposed to mail things to each other—I was going to give you a Momo charm for you to keep with you always!I couldn't fall asleep unless I’d talked to you at night... we’d always end up falling asleep right in the middle of chatting... Heh... you remember, don't you? That shitty dilemma—you agonized over it, it tore you apart—and now, after all that thinking, you’ve decided to choose *that* and leave me? Weren't we meant for each other? Weren't we made for one another? Didn't we make promises to each other?So why should I stay alive? Seriously—why, and for what? What is my reason for living right now? I never stopped loving you, and I never will. I find all this bullshit and talk of suicide repulsive, but I honestly just can't go on.

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