He calls to me

I sit all alone only me and the blade,
wondering if with one slice it will end all.
i loved him and he couldn't see it.

he's with her tonight,
when it was suppose to me and him.
i feel myself slipping away when i hear him call to me.

i thought he didn't care i thought she was the one he loved.
when in turns it was me all along.

now it's to late my life is slipping.
i'm sorry lord i want to stay i love him please don't make me leave.

he calls to me once again this time his vocie seems so far away.
my life is gone, but for one reason there is no regret. he loves me he always has.

they found our bodys the very next with a note and only 4 word. "we died for love".