"I'll never let you go." As I read these words I felt a chill down my spine, as if it was telling me something. She never said something like that before. I knew her far too well to know how she felt without needing to hear it and she knew me as well. That night I couldn't sleep. There was something in the back of my mind telling me something wasn't right. I kept repeating those words to myself. I knew something was going on. The next day she told me the truth, as if nothing ever happened, with a sadistic smile on her face. "I'm sorry." "It's all my fault." "I didn't mean to do it." "It was a MISTAKE." These are the last words she ever told me as I turned my back and ran. I ran for 10 minutes straight, without setting a destination, I just ran. I couldn't even think straight. I end up finding myself in a cliff near the beach, the sound of the waves crashing in the back of my mind sounded like thunders. I look down as I light up another cigarette. I don't know if it was because of the pain of being cheated or the pain of my broken pride, but as I take another hit I feel the tears coming out from my eyes, the pain in my throat as if there was something grasping it, the trouble breathing, the trouble thinking. I throw away my cigar and wave goodbye at the sea, in response a wave hits the rocks right beneath me. Again, not a true story, just something made up! Tell me what you think and give me advice, I wanna learn more and more.