As he falls to the ground sobbing and screaming in agony my heart sinks.
My only love is gone before my eyes. I crawl over to him weeping and saying it's okay caressing his cheek.
I feel something in my right hand, and as I look down I see the knife. I just froze in fear, unable to think. How could I have done something like this I wonder. Just looking at my mess makes me feel regret, sadness, shame, anger, and confusion.
I am unable to think straight at this very moment. WAKE UP! WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP!I yell bawling. Banging on the hardwood floor I can't even look at myself.
The blood on my hands. The blood everywhere. I can't do this. After what I've done?
There are a million thoughts racing through my mind right now, and I can only strongly think of one. Self destruction. I loved him. He was my world. Now he's gone, and so am i.
