The blood drips in the silent house. Drip, Drip, Drip. They've left me alone again. He's left me alone. He promised he wouldn't, but I've always known that I couldn't replace her in his eyes. He was pacifying me, not that I didn't know that was all he could give me. I just wish that he would have stayed a least one more night. I wish he hadn't left me with myself. Because I don't want to be with myself. I want him to care; but he left me to die here alone. As my vision blurs, I think of him one last time before everything goes black. Other person's POV "Are you here? I broke up with her today because I love you more than I could ever love her. Are you mad at me? I'm sorry. I'll never leave you again, so please forgive..."He opened the door and fell to his knees. "I was too late. I wanted to be with you more than anything. I know I drove you to this, I just wish you would have waited. I could never leave you. Even if I have to kill myself to be with you. I won't live without you." He walked over to his love's unmoving form, and put arms around him. He kissed his lips gently, and took the knife from his love's hand. "You aren't worth living without. I love you." He plunged the knife deep in his chest, feeling the pain no more.