While being stabbed by pains why did I promise? To never hurt myself, never cut, never take the wrong things, never hang, never jump, never shoot!
I never see you often so why does it bother you? I hardly hear you laugh now. Always saying your busy. Yet I desperatly try hearing your voice. Should the both of us care so much?
How can you say you love me? How can I say the same thing back? Am I hurting you for secretly feeling this way constantly?
I find out later no. You never cared. You had someone else. Your only confession was that you couldn't tell me the truth for reasons that's not understandable. I should've saw the signs but yet I blindingly continued to love you with hope of a future with you.
I'm shredded; torn to bits. As I walk this world, my eyes are glazed over. There's no point in eating. Why have energy when I can do nothing and think only of you. Physical pains would feel so much better than this. What was my future plans again? Why did I save up all that money? Why did I want to succeed in life? Does that all matter now?
I know you are laughing at me. You tell your friends that I was nothing. I am nothing. There was always nothing... Just a coward seeking refuge; wanting protection in another's arms. That coward had never felt truely safe in life.
Guess you were right. I was nothing. No longer bound to my promise to you, I plunge into death, still seeing your smiling face and hearing your voice. I will not forget you even after the stabbing wounds that you gave me. I will not forget you even as I find out what death holds for me.
I love you Joel. No matter what I will always think of you. Maybe I'll be able to at least keep that promise.