This is short, sad and shit. I wrote this two years ago
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Dans POV
To me she was beautiful. The most gorgeous, precious girl in the world. She was sweet, shy, caring... Sometimes too caring.
There was always that thing about her though, deep in her eyes. She never looked happy. I always worried about her, until one night. She had held me by the hands with that beautiful smile spread across her face. "I promise you, I'm okay."
The way she had said it... It was more than believable. That was the moment, I couldn't hide it anymore. I was in love. I had looked her right into those beautiful eyes, and connected our lips, she tasted so sweet. Our lips fit together perfectly, she was mine and I was hers. Our kiss lasted a while, I had then held her hand and we walked around all night, talking and simply being so close. The night was perfect.
I should never have believed her, it was a lie. She was not "okay."
This morning I decided to give her a surprise visit. Her roommate had let me in and told me she was in her room.I knocked a few times and there was no answer. I walked in with a smile on my face, I couldn't wait to see that beautiful smile and feel those sweet, soft lips on mine again. But I didn't. Because there she was, in peace. She lay in a pool of blood, slowly flowing from her mouth. She was surrounded by house hold chemicals... She had poisoned herself. She's dead. And it's my fault, I should have known she wasn't okay. It was always in her eyes. But I can't live without her. No. I have to be with her. Goodbye.
