Brothers
She looks awkwardly at you for one sad moment before finally turning away. She walks out through the door, never to return. Not that you deserved her.
For the next several months you regret this decision. You lose yourself deeper into booze and heroine, wishing you could go back. But time doesn't go that way. It moves forward, ever forward, until the end.
Sometimes you consider bringing that movement to a halt, but you never quite go through with it. You're such a fucking coward.
Six months have gone by since she left you.
The police pick you up one day for trying to purchase some heroine. They read you your rights and take you in.
You are offered the opportunity to go into a rehabilitation facility.
For the next several months you regret this decision. You lose yourself deeper into booze and heroine, wishing you could go back. But time doesn't go that way. It moves forward, ever forward, until the end.
Sometimes you consider bringing that movement to a halt, but you never quite go through with it. You're such a fucking coward.
Six months have gone by since she left you.
The police pick you up one day for trying to purchase some heroine. They read you your rights and take you in.
You are offered the opportunity to go into a rehabilitation facility.