She looks at him

She looks at him.
He's smiling with someone else.

She looks at him.
He doesn't care that she likes him.

She looks at him,
And with a tear she pushes the chair.

She looks at him,
One last time she mouths

I love you.

She stairs at him.
As the blood runs from her arms.

He finally notices her,
When they cut her from a tree