Loved

He stands here...looking at wat he is losing...wondering wat he can do...knowing that anything he has to say...wont change the day...or the way she feels towards him...he knows that ur shinning in the light...he knows ur just right...a love from above...but he keeps his eyes close..dreaming of wat he should have said...a way to stop him from wanting to be dead...the way he thinks life\'s not worth the wait...he takes the blade and slices away...letting it bleed into a puddle...hating that u love another....wishing that he would pass away...into another life with nothing left to say...