You had been going out with David for some years now. But he has been changing lately. And not in a good way.

He began to grow more distant, hardly speaking to anyone anymore. Wouldn’t eat dinner but rather lock himself up in his room.

You begged and pleaded ”Oh David please.” you’d weep on the outside of his room knocking lightly just wanting a simple reply.

Since all of this began you slept on the couch now. You missed you David. Badly.

He had left one day out to the recording studio or at least that’s what he told you. So you snuck into his room.

What was he hiding that kept him up here all day?

That's when you found it… In his sock drawer lay a small white bag of cocaine along with an even smaller bag of pills.

It broke your heart into a million pieces.