The end.

She picked up the knife;
and wondered;
Exactly who would care;
If she just wasn't there?;
One small cut;
One simple move;
To end the pain;
Not much to loose;
A life of lies;
And hatred too;
Just to get away from you;
He walks in;
You start to cry;
He stares at the blood;
and mumbles why?;
You softly speak;
Through blood soaked teeth;
Im done with lies;
And free from hate;
I love you;
But I couldn't wait.