RIP

Dearest "End";

You and I were just beginning to be the greatest friends. You easily helped me get from where I was to where I needed to be with just one stroke. You eased the stress of me slapping belligerently my right arrow key, who now also is feeling the pain of your early departure. I was finally getting to know you, the essence of your existence and I was just beginning to utilize you for all of your capabilities. Your partner in crime, "Home," also will miss you, as he can only complete one half of the job. I am sorry that as we were finally connecting, I decided it was best to attempt surgery on you. I knew you were in pain from the lack of spring in your step, I wanted to fix you. I tried using all of the other methods I knew before going in for the surgery. It was a matter of life or death, and unfortunately, the result was the latter. I really never meant to hurt you, I never wanted to. You just frustrated me with your rigid touch, I needed to make you livelier once more. And I murdered you. As simple as that. I killed you, and now all that is left is your squishy organ, but without you it is just not the same. Now I must search for the epicenter in order to even get it your cadaver to function.

I will miss you greatly, "End." You were becoming my new best friend, but I denied us that happiness. Thank you for always being there and helping me throughout this stressful time of year.

Rest in peace.

Love always,
TJ