A Tale about a Girl

Cold, numb, knowing the end is near
This is the end of our tale
A tale that starts with a very kind girl
See this girl had everything she could ever ask for
A loving family
Tons of friends
And someone she was in love with
The only problem she had in her life
HIM
The one she loved
He did not love her in return
Three and a half years passed by
Her love got so strong
By the fourth year, she could no longer bare it
By then her whole life seen to deteriorate
She became weak
Knowing her life was no longer perfect
She did stupid things
Nobody noticed
So she kept doing it
One night all alone
She wept
As she did so many nights
What made this one different
This would be her last
As the clock turned to 4
She looked at her desk and grabbed the one thing that took the pain away
Her razor
She began to cut
And as she cut she thought about everything that wasn't right in her so called life
She thought of him
Her pain flipped to anger
Cutting deeper and deeper by every stroke
"Freedom" she said in a whisper as her bloody razor hit her veins
And here we are
At the beginning once more
Cold, numb, knowing the end is near
She slipped into a deep rest
Out of nowhere she hears yelling in her ear
Then, a bright light FLASHES
When her eyes opened
She saw him
The man that she loved for so long
"What happened" she plead
Her love came to her window to tell her the words she had been dieing to hear
She wanted to hear them so badly
That in order for her to hear them
He had to save her
Happily, they are together now
But the memory of that night still plays in his head
So, as she does not know this
Before she tucks herself into bed
He sneaks to her window
Hoping he would not have to save her again
For once more, her life is perfect