The Blade

He sits in his darkness and waits for her, he touches his blade, and waits for her.

He wonders why she suddenly left him... as he writes her name on his blade. Over and over he looks to the darkness... wishing she was there to give him one last kiss.

He looks to the blade... his decision is made. He writes my love was real... that he no longer wishes to feel.. his pain is all to real.

He picks the blade up slowly.. and whispers his goodbye as he slowly starts to cry.

Goodbye my love... I am gone now.. but my love is yours forever... but taking my life was the only way.. maybe I will be with you again someday.