***"Hey James baby, I'm here. Just follow the sound you can do it. That's it, I love you". James' mum said.
"I... He tried to reply and then...***
"Oh my God, it's just a dream",James wakes up whilst sweating profusely.
" 'I love you' those were the last 3 words I heard her say, how can three beautiful things be so sad??
I never said it back,such a domass boy." James said and slapped himself hard.
"Mum didn't deserve it, I should have gone not her. She was the nicest person on Earth, how did she get stuck with someone like me. Dad knew earlier, mum if only you did to. If only you knew, someone like me could never be loved, loving me would only bring hurt." James said, as tears flowed down his eyes.
He took the little knife on his table and carved those three words, 'I love you', into his upper arm then a crossed a line over it.
Pain, pain was his best friend. So don't feel sorry.
Tears, though being a male specie, that was his companion.
Depression, oh well he was swimming in it.