My salty tears fall till mixed with his blood.
I hold my fainting lover tightly in my arms.
What a feeling!
One and boils up inside you as you watch helplessly
As your lover dies before you eyes.
Hatred so strong for the one who caused this.
Wishing so hard they were dead.
His breathes growing shallow and faint.
I can do nothing.
I rest my lips briefly for the last time.
On his, there texture soft and warm.
But when can you do?
When the causes of your lover's death
Is none other than you?
