Him

He left me because I was depressed and he couldn’t cope with it.
That fact hurts in itself, because I never asked to feel like this and I hate it too.
I asked for just one chance, that was all, to prove to him that things could be different; I’d given him many throughout our relationship.
He said no. He said he didnt even want to try.
It’s been a month or so, and he hasn’t contacted me at all.
I’ve tried so hard to make things up but every attempt I’ve made, he’s ignored.
We were best friends for seven years before we got together, and now it seems like it was all for nothing.
If I can’t save this, I don’t know what else to do.
I dont have anything else and I love him so much.
I don’t have anything else.
The future is empty.
I need this.

And I’m worried that if this last attempt doesn’t work out, that I’ll have to destroy other people’s lives by ending my own.
I can’t live like this. The constant shaking, the racing heart, that panicky feeling in your stomach. Feeling hopeless and worthless and alone.