my heart...
torn into pieces..
when i saw what you did that day..
you were just staring at me..
when i was stabbed with a knife not once but twice..
blood was gushing out of my body..
you look at me..
with a face
that says
''im sorry''
you jus watched me..
DIE..
you never did anything to help me..
now,im watching my body bein surrounded
by the many people..
and you crying..
now im wondering..
do you love me?
or...
were you just pretending to love me?..