The last conversation (A dialogue tale)

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I wanted to see you one last time.

Don't say that.  It won't be the last time.  You can get help.

No.  It doesn't work.  Nothing works.  Nothing helps anymore.

Please, just try.

I can't.  That's why I'm leaving.

You're going home?

No.  Once you leave this park, when this conversation is over, I'm going to start walking.  Some direction, I don't know which yet.  And I'm not telling you because you'll only send people after me.  And I'll walk and I'll walk and I'll walk.  I'll walk into a new life.

But people will miss you.  They'll be worried about you.

Don't lie to me.  You know you're just saying that.

No, I promise it's true.  Your parents.  And your friends.  We would all be worried sick.

They don't care.  Everyone is too fucking busy to care.  Too preoccupied with their own lives.  They wouldn't even notice.

I would notice.  We all would notice. 

Maybe.  But you wouldn't be upset.  It wouldn't make a difference.

I don't know what else to say anymore!  People care and they always will.  You just have to accept it.

I can't accept something that I know isn't true.  I wish everyone would just stop.  Stop trying to help when it only makes things worse.  Stop telling me they care when I know they are lying.  Then I could make this decision in peace.

They won't stop.  I won't.

You already did.

That's not what happened...not how I meant...  I still want you here, I just.  I just want you to be happy.

I don't think I can be anymore.  I don't know.  I don't understand.

Just get help.

No!  I have to do this on my own.  Just go, Leave!  I never should have called you.

Created: Aug 10, 2012


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