A true love story

Michael closed that door and knew at that moment he had made a mistake. He gave himself twenty seconds to think. It was enough. Opened again his house's door but there was no one there. How could he let his true love leave him like this?
Looking at that empty space, Michael couldn't stop thinking of his true love.What if I hadan't closed that door? - he kept questioning himself, silently.
Mrs. Tickles, their cat, came sadly to his side and purred, as if it was going to make everything gets right and make Michael feel better. It didn't work. Michael knew that the only way that he could possibly get better is having his true love back. But he also knew that it was never going to happen.
"There's only one thing I can do to stop this feeling right now!" And he was right. Fulfilled the bath with hot water and got into it. Took a knife in his hand. At the bittersweet taste of death he could finally be in peace.