love story

She slits her wrists
she feels the sweet pain
she sees the crimson blood
she tells herself it all will be over soon
she is done with all the lies and disappointments
she is done with life
she cries as she falls to the floor
she knows no one heard
she knows no one will care
no one will miss her
she acts as if everything is okay
she acts as if it don’t bother her
well, it killed her
she thinks of the party the will have
she thinks they will celebrate her death
she wrote it all down
she tried to tell everyone
no one listened
now she is gone
and who misses her?
Who even mentions her name?
Me.
she forgot me
she left me behind
now I have no one
she didn’t think of the one person who loved her
she was too consumed by all the hate
she left me here
weighed down by an unneeded body
I will give it all up to be with her
and now I got to prove it
im in the bathroom
a razor to my wrists
I wanted to die the same way
maybe that would bring us closer
my note on the table
now, here comes the pain
its not as bad as I thought it would
it doesn’t hurt as bad as losing you did
my last thoughts before blacking out
my last words
“we will be together”
I lay there dead
it was worth it.

* this is a love story. it proves love is better than life*