He Doesn't Know

He doesn't know,
What his absence does to me,
How it tears me up inside,
If only he could see.

He doesn't know,
That he's the one,
My heart truly misses,
His prize he was won.

He doesn't know,
About all the tears I've shed,
For him and only him,
While I lay alone in bed.

He doesn't know,
I still love him so,
That I always ask myself,
"Why did he have to go?"

He doesn't know,
That he's the main cause,
Of all this heartache,
And of all these painful falls.

One last cut to my wrist,
Slowly the blood starts to flow,
And as my life begins to fade,
He still doesn't know.

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1/2/08

~Kayla~