the phone rings
you slowly answer the phone
your wrists bleeding
gushing blood non stop
he wants to see you
you can only answer with tearfilled yes
but so close to death unsure if you'll live to see him
you tell him what you've done....
tell him about the regret
he'll be there in 2 minutes
it'll be too late
banging on the door screaming let me in
breaking down the door
Only to see you lying there on the floor dead still holding the phone
she's gone forever....