Please Don't Leave Me

Jason's POV
I'm walking, with the flowers in my hand. I turn to the next hallway. What I'm about to do, is completely wrong. But I have to. I see the figure, as they swing the black backpack over their shoulder. I leaned against the lockers to my right.
"Hey. We need to talk."
I kept the flowers behind my back, still halfway visible. And that's when a single rose slipped out, and I knew this wasn't going to be good.
"*gasp* I know what your about to ask. And the answer is yes!" Before I knew it I had arms wrapped around me. Behind me I heard the sound of foot steps. And I knew that I had screwed up big time.
I pulled away quickly.
"No. It's not for you."
If I would of gave her the single rose that I took from her she would of forgave me.
But I was too late.
If only That rose have been for her she would of forgave me for my mistake.

Isn't it funny
How the people we love leave us because of something dumb we do

But never come back to our arms again.