Prologue
The blade stares at me blankly as the shinning glimmer of the sun makes it look so innocent. I feel sick when I think of how wrong it is, how its there ready to slice without mercy without looking back. No, it wont make a difference to the blade the deed it's about to commit. My blonde hair sticks to my face from the tears that flow freely down my face, I cry because I don't understand, I cry because he doesn't care to him it's all the same. Whether he left me here broken doesn't make a difference to him. He'll never here my name again he never think of me and I will make sure of that. He wants me to disappear so bad I will give him the pleasure, because in the end of the day a tool is all I am to him and that is all I will ever be.
Even though I wish that he would have told me why. I wish that he would have considered the possibility before shooting me down. I know my feelings aren't normal and I understand that but I can't help it. What does he expect me to do? I can't change the way I feel. I love him no one else. When I think of what we had it pisses me off that I opened my mouth. We could have just stayed friends. His coal black eyes haunt my very being; his uncaring stare leaves me breathless. How the hell am I suppose to cope with these forbidden feelings. When he looks at me I feel vulnerable and comforted at the same time but no he will never love me the way I do him. he will never understand how when the sun hits his skin he looks like a god to me, how when he touches me I still feel the heat of the touch days late, and how I dream and fantasize about him being here with me by me side. No, he will never understand because to him
All I ever was
All I ever will be
And all I am is a tool.
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