"I just want you to love me" Jessica slurred as she stumbled towards the bed.
There was no hope for her now, she had given up.
August looked down at the sad, drunk girl...
even though he knew this was mostly wrong he was going to try anyway
Jessica rolled onto the bed with her face turned to the wall to hide the fact that she was scared.
He then shook his head side to side, slowly walking away just to close the door behind him
forever
She was alone
She would have done anything to not be alone
Why did he leave?
Jessica then threw her nearly finished bottle out the window nearby and decided to sleep face down on his bed
The sound of the glass shattering pierced her ears
The window was closed.


As Jessica sighed she took a deep breath
It smelled like August
The boy and the month
Always so bright and fresh....
Too bad the room suddenly turned dark
The truth had finally sunk in
Nothing was real anymore
"I'm dying."