Death of me
Because I love you, I want you in my life
but you stab me in the back with a knife.
Because I love you, I want to make you smile even though you have been with her for a while. Because I love you, I will forget about your past though today might be our last. Because I love you, I will stick by your side even though I am just a ride. Because I love you, I would jump in front of a bullet for you but I might as well just turn blue. Because I love you, I will not make you stay we could really not survive another day.
This poem is about:
Me