the last three letters.

dearest love,
i hope this message finds you well. as these endless thoughts drip from my soul, every single word secretly paints a fairytale of when we will melt into one.
eyes forfeit sight to the pain.
cold scalpel's steel whispers tear at my very core as i cling to my memories of you. i need you with me.
were the last words that i wrote for you, enough to tell you that in my death, the light that shone through my painful darkness?
was a blinding vision of your eternal smile?
its me again, is it me, or am i wrong to be concerned?
will the beauty of your pen ever cross my eyes again?
was this all a lie?
why?
make it stop, make this pounding in my head stop
(i dont know what happened... who would have thought my life would end up like this? ...)
fill my lungs with air, give me one more day to make his dreams come true
(...i never even got the chance to see his face...)
he understands right? that im not coming back
(...or to touch his hair... and now it's too late...)
he understands right? that im not coming back...
(...i didnt mean to hurt him, not hurt him like this... i cant feel my legs...)
make it stop, make the pounding stop
(...i cant feel my legs and i cant even cry... how could someone die like this?...)
im not coming back, im not coming back, im not coming back...
(... who would have thought my life would end up like this.)

if my words ever reach you, i'll assume you dont care
never knew that silence could cut so deep or that you could twist the blade
now i curse all of your beautiful lies..
i love you and goodbye.

were the last words that i wrote for you, enough to tell you that in my death, the light that shone through my painful darkness?
was a blinding vision of your eternal smile?
cold scalpel's steel whispers tear at my very core as I cling to my memories of you
i need you with me.