*i was walking around in the cemitary mourning the loss. you noticed and came over to comfort me. you saw the tears roll down my soft cheeks. you softly leaned in. i kissed your warm, soft lips. it felt good. i felt my soul get lighter everytime you lips touched mine. you stoped to breathe. you gazed into my eyes. i gazed deeply into your soft eyes. i thought i knew you. but i was wrong. you grew mean and your kiss turned from what was once heaven to hell. it was all rough and crusty. you told me you had someone else. and that we needed to move on. I did. but i still had a piece of your heart. that will never leave. you couldnt get over it. i did. you still wanted me, so you thought if you couldnt have me. No one could. you came to my house and saw me in the kitchen. i was washing dishes. you were drunk. i turned around and saw a knife fly towords my chest. i fell and my head ached from hitting the counter so hard. you pulled the knife out. and pushed it back in. i was starting to cry and blood mixed with tears. you left me. you would yell as you pulled the knife out again. you dug it back into my chest. you left me. you repeated. and finally i saw the bloody blade tosted to the floor. you dropped to you knees and tears over flowed your eyes. im sorry. i whispered weakly. you grabbed me and to my surprised you kissed me like the day we met. heaven not hell this time. it was a glorious feeling feeling your warm lips again. but you knew you weren't going to make it. you didnt stop to take a breath this time you didnt want to lose me again and the tears mixed into all the blood on the floor. you stoped and looked into my now colorless eyes. you remembered they used to be full of life but now dull. i fell limp. you knew i was gone, but one last time your lips touched mine, softly like heaven. then you laid next to me and said. I love you. one last time.*