I used to love him,
Used to love him every day, all day, any day
So when they said he was gone,
Gone from the world,
It was like I was gone too.
They say to stop looking for him,
They say he's somewhere better now,
But I leave my window open,
And I wait for my love to come home.
"I love you" I whisper when some people say their prayers.
And for a moment, just a flash,
I see the silhouette of my love.
Dancing on my wall,
I see the silhouette of my love,
And have strength to pull through.

Silhouette of My Love by Alexmay Sawyer

Pain was and inevitable part of my life. It happened daily, but it wasn't physical pain I feared. It was much worse than that. The pain I feared had cut me so deep, I was left with nothing more than the fear of love and a bitchy, bitter attitude to go with it.

I had risked my frail heart again to a man who had gone through what I had. I thought he understood me, I thought he was beginning to fall in love with me, like I had with him.

But I was wrong.

Time and time again, no matter who I choose to love, they always leave me because they imprinted. Once on my best friend and cousin and then a second time on some mutant freak who he supposedly hated!

Life hated me. Fate hated me. Everyone hated me.

Which is how I ended up here, with a sharpened blade on my wrist and a pain in my heart that couldn't be fixed. I was sick and tired of this life, of being the one that everyone hated, of being a freaky-wolf girl, of backstabbing boys who imprint on others and leave you all alone.

So I choose to end it. To end the hurt, betrayal and pain that wrapped my heart, mind, body and soul. It was suffocating me, slowly killing me. Why not speed up the process? Why not help out the world by ridding it of Leah Clearwater, the bitter harpy-bitch with no life?

I drew the blade across my wrist, hoping it would not heal fast enough for me to survive. I saw the dark, sticky liquid poor from my veins. I did the same to the other wrist and closed my eyes.

I let the pain overtake me. It felt good, better than good, it felt amazing, so right, so normal. I knew I deserved this. I had brought it all on myself. Love, what a horribly wonderfully stupid thing. I should've never let myself fall for them.

My breathing became shallow as I heard someone come into my house. No! I thought, if they find me, they'll try and save me! I prayed they would not find me, that they would take to long and there would be no possible way to keep me alive.

I opened my eyes one last time as the door opened.

"Leah!" He screamed as he fell to his knees and pulled me towards him. He sobbed and might've been yelling and me as he held me. I didn't know, it was to hard. The last thing I saw was the sihloutte of my love, of Jacob Black, on the door as I fell into a blackened paradise.

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