Your death

We were talking on the phone that night
you told me it was all my fault
then you pulled out the gun
you killed yourself while on the phone with me
you were my fience
you had our baby growing inside you
why did you have to do it
why did you kill yourself
you were my world
you tooked it all away from me
all I loved
all I wanted
you had a perfect life
what did I do
all I did was love you
I gave you my heart
my body and soul
so why did you do it