Half a bottle of Lambrini sat in front of me,
TV showing yet another death in a fictional
setting, with a fictional story, but very real
pain and even more real bereavement.
Sitting alone, I realise that this was all a
long journey to realising that sometimes
you want what you can't have far more than
is healthy for any human being.
So here goes. I love you more than this world
can ever show you, but we can never have what
I wanted us to have, so I guess this me throwing
my hands up and saying "OK, I'm sorry".
Half a bottle of Lambrini, innocents dying on TV,
and me. Sitting here wanting to fall asleep for the
rest of time, end it all, and never see the light of
this world again.
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