She was the one i loved but, now she was gone. It hasnt even been a week since she moved and i here i sit in a bathtub cutting. I loved her since 2nd grade. She never knew. I never felt like she liked me back. We were best freinds. Sometimes i think would she miss me if i was gone. Like dead gone. Maybe she would but would she cut over me would she commit suicide over me. I think not. I texted her, "Hi". She didnt reply back. I was done trying, i got a bottle of pills and took the them all. I was almost dead when i heard a ding. It was her saying hi. After that i was gone.
*1minute after*
Ding Girl: I. Love. YOU.....
It was too late.....
