The Last Night

Tears fell from my eyes to the pavement below.

My feet were sore as my flip flops walked along the sidewalk.

Jimmy’s apartment was just ahead.

He was the only person I could really trust in this damned world we live in.

There were scars and fresh cuts on my wrists.

The staff at the apartment building didn’t take any notice of me walking towards the elevator.

I clicked the button for floor six and waited until the doors opened.

I walked out onto Jimmy’s floor and knocked on his apartment door.

He opened the door and when he saw me, he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly.

Then he saw the blood that was now on his shirt.

He grabbed my arms to show himself the cuts.

He put a rag on my wrist to stop the bleeding.