That's why I took away the one thing that I had left.

My life.

I could finally be with her again, hold her, kiss her.

Love her.

The pain on my wrists soon slipped away, and my vision went fuzzy, a realisation hit of what I'd just done.

So I took in those last moments on this cruel earth, and I said sorry.

And in those last moments I looked back on my life, and remembered her.

A white light cascaded down in front of my shut eyes.

I was here, my final destination.