Love Stops.

The tears fall from my face
as I remembered that dark place
the place where you left me to die
you said you never loved me
we were living in a white lie
all the good memories seized to exist
my dreams fail to be remembered
the sweet love stopped all together
like it had never existed
this whole time my love meant nothing
it meant nothing to you
but your so-called love meant everything to me
but now my heart is torn apart
no one helping me pick up the pieces
my face streaked with black tears
my wrist embedded with dark scars
and now here my pale body lays
a bullet wound in my temple
exiting the other temple
blood surrounding my head
a note grasped tightly in my right hand
these words where scribbled on it
"I loved him, but he didn't feel the same.
This should be him, not me"
I slowly looked down upon myself
And I wish I didn't pull the trigger
But its too late to save myself now