It annoyed her, the way it never bled enough. Better to drop it for now , so quiet her mind now. She was sad, she knew. She didn't even know exactly what had her so upset. Looking across the room at the door, she tried to leave. With a small, nervous smile on her lips, she realized she wasn't ready. She stayed in the middle of the floor with her blade. The door was closed and locked perfectly. The blade caressing and kissing her skin. I love you it seemed to whisper to Sakura.