I watch the red leak down my wrist.
How could I have done this?
I made a mistake.
I regret this.
I begin to contemplate.
There's no going back.
It's too late.
What have I Done?

I never meant for it to go this far.
It was just one cut.
One little cut.
And this is what happens...

I realize that I'm close to death.
I pick up the phone.
And dial his number.
My pulse is slowing.
I hear him ask, "Hello?"
I mumble, "I love you.."
He asks me, "whats wrong?"
And I cry, "I'm so sorry."
He starts to panic.
"Are you alright?"
And I quietly whisper, "No."
I think I hear him sob a little.
I start to take my last breath as I hear him cry the words...
"I love you."
I try to plea for help.
But it's too late...
I'm already dead...
 
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