True Love Tragedy

I sit in the corner of my room. crying my eyes out. I see that you left me a message. Because your worried about me being away. I have a knife in my hand and I think I'm going to do it. Says my away message. I know you don't want to lose me. But I have no other choice. You decide to call me and I don't answer. Your not sure what to do. You keep calling and I keep staring at the caller id. As I sit in the corner, I ask myself why. Why did this happen to me. How did I lose you so easily. I start to cut myself. Not thinking of what I'm doing. And you show up at my house. Ringing the door bell repeatedly. I go down to see who it is and I see you standing there. You see me with tears in my eyes and a bloody knife in my hand. And you enter my house with out warning. We just stand there in each others arms. Nothing but silence is around. He hears my sniffles as I try to stop crying and he kisses me on the forehead. He tells me he loves me, but I know its not true. Because if he did love me, he would have never left me. I ask him how he could do such a thing and I try to cut myself again with him there. He takes the knife away from my hands and washes it off. So no one knows I've cut myself. He asks me why I did it and I told him because of you. And he said he was sorry and that he'd rather die, then to see me get hurt.

And this is what I call true love tragedy