The Morning After You Killed Yourself - by Letters From Delight ⁠♡♡

Your bed is exactly as you left it. Your blankets sway in corners all around your bed. Light will slide through curtains like nothing happened. As if you didn't leave your name folded in the blankets. Your room will smell like you for a while. Not forever. Just long enough to hurt. The tap is still off waiting for you to twitch it on with your hands.Your favorite breakfast is being cooked but you never get to enjoy it. The birds start to chirp around your window but you can't hear them.Your cat doesn't understand and keeps looking for you. Your stuff remains untouched and keeps waiting for you to come back. The earpiece on the table, right beside your books. The cup of coffee sitting pretty beside them. Your pen, wallet and ID card, eye glass, and charger -all on the table. Right in your bathroom shelf -sits the dove moisturizing body wash, body scrub, toothbrush and paste, hair scrub. Your towel still hang where you left it, creased into a shape of an absence unknown. Your gym bag and shoes awaits for the next workout. Your tripod awaits for your next shoot. Your mom calls over and over again -refusing to believe you are gone.You leave hearts to ache as long as they can. The kettle will boil.Bread will toast. Someone will complain about the weather. Cravings will be had.People will fall in love, get married, breakup, divorce, kill, protect, cry and smile. Because what is life without all of these ugly beauty?. Cars will run through the express. And the world cruel in its efficiency will continue breathing. Your unread messages will be left unread forever. People will text you, hoping for a reply. But you left. People will cry differently.Some in silence, some loudly. And you? You will be everywhere but nowhere. In hymns and songs that feels heavier at the intro of them. The night after you die will proof something terrifying but reality. That life does not stop for grief. You will live in the way they say "remember when". They'll say you've gone to rest and be with the angels as a consolation for their grieve. But there's a theory that says life after death. There's a doctrine that says taking your own life is sin and it's punishable by eternity in hell. Who knows?.... Wait! it's not to scare you, I'm just saying you shouldn't die. Not out of depression or the weight of life. For this too shall pass. I know those bags are heavy, but look at youuu!I mean, who lays such beauty and handsomeness 6ft? As of January 2026 - we've had 49,311 suicide cases. (Sources from WHO). And on January 17, 2026, we had - 2,310 suicide cases. As of today we are yet to know. The world is NOT better off without you. There is so much beauty left for you to experience. So much life left to live. The darkness doesn't last forever. Please don't die. This writer loves you. Here is a letter from me to you. See this as my personal piece to you. I love you. ✨

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