BvChristianDk's blog: "Bv"

She had always liked him.  But never truly knew why.

He never talked to her.  His friends had made her cry.

She smiled at him in the hall.  He just turned his head.

He did not care about her.  Is what he always said.

But she kept her chin up.  And she loved him still.

Because she knew what was inside.  A hole that she could fill .

His friends soon caught word,  Of her feelings toward him.

They found it hysterical.  But her love did not dim.

She knew that she was better.  Than what they thought she was.

But still her heart was his.  For reasons she knew not of.

She slowly became more forlorn.  Slipping deep into a hole.

He was still ignoring her.  Breaking her delicate soul.

But her love did not falter.  She always thought of him.

But all the rumors about her.  Put her closer to the brim .

On the final day,  His friends played a trick.

Told her that he loved her.  Just to watch her tick.

Sadly she believed them .  And she was overjoyed.

Little did she know,  That it was all a plot.

She went up to him.  To make sure that he knew.

That she knew how he felt.  And that she loved him too

He did not understand.  So all he did was stare.

Telling her repeatedly,  That he really did not care.

She was finally over the edge.  She knew it could not be true.

I thought they said he loved her.  But deep inside she knew .

She could not comprehend.  How to go on living her life.

So she went in to the kitchen.  Pulled out the sharpest knife .

She screamed into the air.  This is not how it should be.

She screamed all the things,  That she wished that he would see

She spoke of her love .  She cried of her pain.

She whispered of what happened,  How it could never be the same,

And with her last strength,  She scribbled her final note,

She explained everything.  And this is what she wrote:

Take the shining knife,  And cut open my wrists.

Watch the blood flow out.  It couldve ended with a kiss.

Take the bloody knife.  Write words into my skin.

Tell me that you hate me.  Make the pain begin.

Take the knife and hold it up.  So that everyone can see .

That this is the pain.  You were always causing me.

She watched the blood pour out.  Collapsing on the floor.

Little did she know.   That he was at the door.

He did not get an answer.  As he screamed her name.

He told her he was sorry.   What he said was really lame.

He did not want to give up.   He wanted her to know.

That he really did like her.   Just did not let it show.

He did not care about his friends.   They were not his anymore.

So please, wont you please .  Just open the damn door .

He walked to the window.   Saw her lying there.

He pounded on the glass.   Crying in despair

He broke through the glass.   And knelt down on the floor.

Looking at the girl.   He had always adored.

Desperately calling for help.   She was still alive.

He tried to bandage wounds.  Please God let her survive!!

He held her so close.   As the ambulance drew near.

I really do love you.   He whispered in her ear.

Please dont give up.   I’ll try to help you through.

We will make it work.  You know I love you too.