A Meeting Under the Willow Tree

So this is it, the big dead end Let's get this shit over with Screw last words Life's not as fun when you choose When you're ending it Let's not get morbid, lets not drag this out Don't be a coward, take your final bow What good do last words do When no one's around to hear? Why should I cry, this plot is nothing new? No choice and nothing to look forward to Stop stalling, you know what you have to do This is it Shit What are you doing here? Ah! Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Is this private property? Oh- no, sorry, are you okay? Yes, um, sorry I just wanted to clear my head Is that a bottle of whisky? Haha, yeah Mind if I join you? Not at all! I'm Cassia I'm Grace Is there any particular reason You're carrying a full bottle of whisky out here? It's been a week, you wouldn't believe Try me, I've heard it all My ex threatened her own life so I'd stop drinking alcohol I guess you're right I haven't heard that one I had to call the cops, it was super fun I say we drink to that Cheers Y'know, I haven't had a drink in years Well, here's to that too Ugh, this tastes horrible Really? I hadn't noticed What are you doing out here anyway? Dying Haha Oh, uh, sorry Don't worry, I'm not anymore I won't try to make sense of that I haven't been to this old willow tree in years It's almost like no time has passed I'm just a ghost of whom I used to be (Lying out here in the grass)