That Night

That night,
Why did I save her?
She was so close,
To killing herself.

She said she wanted to die,
And I thought, why?
She wanted to be with me forever,
And maybe for a thousand years.

She explained,
Why she didn't want to live.
She didn't want to feel,
The pain and suffering anymore.

I listened, and still,
I thought, why?
I asked her for the real reason,
For the truth.

To why she really wanted to die,
And it was because of me.
She loved me so much,
And she doubted that I loved her back.

I just wanted her to be here,
With me for a little bit more.
Why did I think that way?
I could have avoided this.

Yet, I saved her,
She loved me.
I couldn't deny,
I loved her too.

Why did I have to lie?
Why did she have to lie?
I never wanted this,
To end up this way.

I loved someone else too,
And her as well.
My heart was torn into two,
And I didn't know what to do.

She came to me that one night,
And asked me to kill her.
Her blood on my hands,
She wanted to see.

She wanted me,
To pull the trigger.
I told her simply, no,
Because I loved her.

I just couldn't,
Kill her to end her suffering.
I told her,
I would be there for her.

But she went and did it herself,
And took me down with her.
Her head shot with the same gun,
That I held in my hands, that night.

I miss her terribly,
She left that night.
She left with a reason,
That she couldn't live here anymore.

That night,
Why didn't I save myself?
I couldn't take it anymore,
Because that girl was me.