A knife on her fingertips

She lays on the floor

Believably sleeping

Probably dead

Next t o her was a letter

Wishing me farewell

It said”I love u at the end”

No.

If she did she couldn’t have done this

The kids stare in horror as I weep

Holding the very same knife i am tempted to do the same

I loved her

Now i lost her

Was it worth it?

All does nights all laughing and smiling

All those wonderful emotions filling me up every time I say her?

No

It wasn’t

Those feelings couldn’t compare to the feelings of despair i had now

I dropped the knife

There was no point

I was already dead inside.

It was time for the funeral

Candles were lit

But faces were dull

I tried but failed miserably to keep a happy face

But i could only feel the tears running down my cheeks

He lived a good life I heard his mum say as she taps my shoulder

It was true

The owner of a company

The greatest role model for his children

I smile as I remember those memories

Im grateful for them

They were worth it while it lasted

A memory too look back upon

I suddenly felt the first glimpse of happiness i had felt ever since be passed.