I Fell In Love With A Boy Who Danced With His Ghost. The boy I love took his life, after battling depression for many years. No amount of medication, therapy, love, or time could've saved him or made him stay. Most days claimed their horror, but there were days when it felt like we were jumping on clouds made of candy floss, and when we fell, we landed on the marshmallow floor. He was too innocent and beautiful for this world, and the way he loved made Venus proud. I wished for more time, and he granted it to me, but I wasted it trying to make him stay for us. I should've loved him like it was the end of the world.
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