my heart is tied and i'm loosing blood.
covering my wound with my hand as a bandage, trying to stop the flow.
but what's the point?
i have been desiring for this day to come.
i release my hand
and the clock starts ticking down.
all i can think about is you.
i get out my phone with blood covered hands and type, "i love u."
i reach for the send button...
but you never received it,
because it was too late.
