Broken Heart

You know Thinking about it I really can’t live without him My mom always says “Why do you two celebrate every month?” Now I know why It’s simply because This life is not forever And therefore we have to appreciate it Cuz One day there won’t BE a next month So I guess we can have while we still have it Have each other... At least that’s the way I see it I was just sitting on the couch Just lounging about When it hit me And for the first in my life I was afraid of my own thoughts He and I had a conversation on infidelity And he said that if “I were to find someone I would like to pursue something with, I’d tell you and then go to that person” What he doesn’t know is That if that WERE to happen I’d wait till he was alone in his house Invite myself in And kill him Then take my own life For I know what it’s like to be confined And I wouldn’t live with myself if I were to go back And my motive At the time of our deaths Will be unknown to everyone Except for me But I have died Out of love for him But under the influence of a broken heart...