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I'm not sure if this is a poem or a mini-story...but here it is

Tears fall to the floor as I look at the pain that she's in

I  look at the fear in her eyes, and I say everything will be fine

She quietly looks down and sighs, then said she'd did the one thing she  

promised she'd never do  

The reaction on my face was nothing but sheer shock as she kept saying she was sorry

She promised she wouldn't, but yet she did it anyway

She begged and pleaded for me not to go, but I knew I couldn't stand by and watch this pain anymore

"I need you" she shouted, as my hand let go of the doorknob I turned around and asked why. When she said I was the only one she trusted, I knew she needed me

As I helped her off the bathroom floor, she hugged me and said how she loved me. I hugged her back, saying I love her too. God, if she only knew..

If she only knew how I truly felt. If she knew I loved her more then life itself. If she knew I'd do anything for her...if she only knew it all

As we walked back to her room, I wished how all this was a dream, and that I would just wake up. But when she looked at me, and I looked deep into her eyes, I knew it was reality

I looked out the window, as she walked up with something to drink "Your not mad?" she asked me, as I just looked at her. "No" I replied "I'm not mad" I said, when inside, I was screaming

I laid in my bed later that night "God, she's beautiful" I though to myself, as I wonder how someone could be so curel, and how she thinks she's nothing. "To me, she's everything" I said to myself, as I turned off the light

I woke up in the middle of the night to screams of pain. I looked and I her staring at me "I can't do this, I thought everything was under control-but nothing really is" she replied, as I watched the knife go over her wrist

As I rushed to the bathroom for a towel, I heard her scream in pain again "What are you thinking?!" i shouted, as I wrapped a towel and my shirt over her wrists "I'm thinking how to end it all, how to end everything. All the pain, are the agony, all the toture. I can't handle this anymore so just let me go-no one cares anyway" she shouted, as she pushed me away. I sat in the floor and looked at her "I care, and I don't mean I care like I do for my friends. I care for you like I cared for my ex. I'd do anything for you, and seeing you go thru this again is tearing me apart. It scares me how you can only trust me, and say only I understand, but yet you push me away when I try to help. I can't see you like this anymore. I can't handle it, and I won't watch" I replied, as I got up and walked the bathroom. I sat there and sighed, then did the one thing I promised her I wouldn't do again. But, if she broke her promise, why should I keep mine?