Flowers like blood

No one could ever understand the presure on my chest walking trough the hallway. No one could ever understand the feelings in my body walking trough the door. Because no one ever saw her laying in the hospital bed.

He turned around because he couldn't handle the awkward smile she gave him to cover her blurry eyes that were screaming because of the pain she felt. He walked to the bathroom, whising he could do something to make her pain go away.

He wiped of the tears he made and stared in the mirror. He inhaled and exhaled very slowly and walked back to her room. He stared at all the flowers she got from all the people he didn't know.

"I brought you red roses.." He whispered. "They match with my blood" She laughed. He kissed her on her forehead and hold her hand untill she fell asleep. He stayed all night to make her feel save.

That morning she would get a sugery. He watched the doctors take her away. "I love you" She said slowly before she left. He waited the whole day. When one of the doctors came back, he shook his head and would't look the boy in his eyes. He knew. She was gone. He broke down on his knees and cried.

Later that night his mom found him in his bathroom. His wrists were cut with one of the roses he gave her. He left a note.

"I forgot to say, I love you more."