My dear

My dear, dear friend.
My lover, my end.
Why did you break my heart?
When did we fall apart?
With you my dear it all seemed clear...
You, you were to bring an end to my pain,
You my dear started to mend my broken heart...
But when?
When was it to much?
Why did you leave?
What was wrong?
Was it me?
Me who made you that way?
Or her?
The one who stole you away...
I thought it was true, true love with me and you...
But no.
No not you!
I found something to help me through...
The knife.
They'll find it by my side.
Whenever they find me.
I'll have died.
The warm red blood comes from my wrist, my arm, my leg, anywhere I can cut so I don't feel pain.
And as for you.
Have fun with her.
My dear, dear friend.
My lover, my end.
Why did you do it?
What happens next?
My dear I thought I loved you.
But you fucked me over.
I'm sorry I'm done.
My dear dear friend, my lover, my end.