She asked me to wait....

She was all I ever wanted.....

I thought maybe today, she would pull me in tell me she still loves me.....

But how wrong was I, She wouldn't even look at me.

Iv been so lost and she swore to me, that one day ever thing would be OK.

Yet I see that ever thing i wish for has slipped out between my fingers like the cold white sands of misery.

The trees sway in the chilling fall winds as tears run down my face, feeling them flow down my cold cheeks

Iv lost my way, alone in this frightening place.

Trying to run away, but then she says she still loves me so my hands start to shake when I go to sleep.

Dreaming of her warm arms around my small body, telling me it will be okay.

Its these dreams which are kill me....

How long will it take to tell my heart I have to move on, when I know I was born to love her.....

Why dose telling myself that she is happier with out me kill me when I know its true?

Why am I choking on the words "I still love you" ever time I see her beautiful face.

I changed for her, Cried for her, fought for her, gave her up so she could be happy.

But now ever thing is just piece of paper thrown away, I'm trying behind these cold brown eyes.

My heart is nothing but the darkness of her hand around my throat unable to breath.

I'm down on my knees praying tomorrow will be okay...

How can she push me away when she sees I'm trying to fight her fears.

My deathly touch running across the bottle, reading the label " do not consume more then 3 ever 6 hours" smiling at my own defeat. Opening the bottle the white pills pore into my hand counting out 12. Looking at my phone one more time whispering to myself ( If she cares she will call, if I'm meant to live she will call, If I'm anything more than the very mistake I'm about to make she will call). Waiting for just a few more moments opening my mouth. The sickening taste of the medicine drying up the saliva in my throat. Trying to swollen. The painful burning of the pills going down sitting down on the floor. The very room where we once kissed, my tears cutting a grove on my face. My life in which I only have a few more seconds I look at my phone on more time, Eye sight blurred i see the called id ( .:Kittylyn:. ) smiling knowing shes to late. Opening my phone saying :hello:
my voice quite and scratchy She starts getting scared asking if I'm okay

My last words :I love you: