Im Sorry Rim,

As I reach my hand twords the light, I see you. I feel you. You must see me too, my love.
Its almost as if your still here.
You we're the one person that mde me feel, the one person I could rely on when I was in need.
And I killed you.
I shot you.
I shot and killed the one person who could make me feel like an actual person.
My dear Rim, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
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