Dying After Seeing.

I seen them together.
Kissing,
holding hands.
The happiness.
Stupidity overwhelmed me.
A wave of jealous hit me.
He was my ex who I still liked.
She was a friend,
I guess.
Everyday I seen them together.
Finally,
I couldn't take it anymore.
I grabbed a knife,
and slits both wrists,
& screamed bloody murder.
The last words everyone heard me say were: "I regret not telling I love him everyday."
They say, "your life flashes before your eyes right before you die."
Well,
the only flash that I seen was them together.
What a way to die.

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