[ WP ] The day after a suicide attempt

`` Why did you try to do it?'' She was sitting in the chair beside my feet. Her hair was currently in a ponytail because she had rushed over here too fast to fix it. She looked at me with that look that she rarely gave but meant so much. 
 
 `` Reasons.'' It was the first word I had uttered since I had swallowed those pills. 
 
 `` More specifically?'' 
 
 `` Like you care...'' I looked away, I could n't stand for her to see me like this. Why would n't she just leave me be? She punched me in the arm, hard. 
 
 `` What was that for?'' 
 
 `` You idiot,'' she looked down then stared me in the eye, `` how could you say that?'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` Of course I care! If anyone cares it's me!'' She started to cry. 
 
 `` I'm sorry I did n't mea-'' 
 
 `` You just tried to kill yourself! If you had a reason, it better be a damn good one!'' I just stared down at my bed sheets, too ashamed to face her. 
 
 `` Well?'' 
 
 `` I just did n't think there anything left for me.'' It was the first time that I had really understood my own reasons for doing it. At the time I had just felt empty, a husk of my former self. 
 
 `` But that's not true.'' 
 
 `` Give me one good reason. Inside I'm empty, I no longer have any purpose in life. I somehow managed to live through everyday knowing that there no one there for me at the end. I was tired of it, tired of pretending to be okay.'' I wanted to cry, but I could n't. I could n't feel anything anymore, just a want, no I need, for it all to be over. 
 
 `` Me,'' she stood up and leaned down and kissed me as she hugged me, `` you have me. You've always had me. We've known each other all our lives and we've always been there for each other.'' She leaned back to speak to me directly. `` I love you, and I always have.'' 
 
 Deep down something lit inside of me. At first, just a spark, it sent dim light throughout the empty cavern. Then it rapidly grew into a roaring blaze, a fire made from a single emotion that I've always had. It filled me with its eternal hope. It was the drive I need it, it was the motivation that I desired. It was love, love for the one person that had always meant the most to me. 
 
 `` Thank you.'' And as that fire burned inside of me, I cried, so unbelievably happy that I now had someone to live for.
