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it was so cold, and the bottom of my pants scraped the puddles as i ran. it was weird running, i knew that you were already gone, but somehow i thought that if i ran, i could still save you in time. so i ran anyways. and i thought that i could see you, in the distance, your arms were hidden like usual. though as sure as i knew you were gone, i knew those track marks were what was being hidden. my pants were wet, i was wearing your jacket, or was it my jacket? it was too big, and it was full of the five things i hate, but i wore it anyway. i hated and love your smell all at once, just as i hated and loved you. when i reached the door, it was slightly open, and a thin layer of smoke drifted out. i wanted to scream, but instead i walked through, i knew you were gone, i knew it, i knew it. but i wanted so bad to see you sleeping. it was just hours before, i got you, we saved you. brought you home. and now you were gone. your room was empty, only bottles and viles, and my note laying beside your bed. inside i was screaming, so angry that it won again, that it stole you into the dark again. why can't you beat it? i left my jacket..its in your room, in case you ever stop running and come home.