“You’ll never get into Heaven with a heart like yours.” He shakes his head and brings his cigarette to his lips, holding the smoke behind his teeth.

You and him were close friends, though lately, you’ve been worrying about your boyfriend and you haven’t given yourself the choice to live your life. He notices you open your mouth to talk, but you shut it and turns away.

“Don’t go if you have more to say! The world doesn’t need another hopeless cause.” He scoffs and crosses his arms.