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I'm the one who has to sweep up,
All the dirt that was fought in the battle.
And I'm the one who has to live with this s**t.
And another battle was fought.
Once again,
I am defenceless,
Against you in the after-math.
It was a fearce battle.
That is and was affecting us all.
And she,
A soldier,
Had come back from,
Suffering with the scars from the war,
Has a decison to make.
I am suffering, She thought.
I am depressed,
Because everyone including my actions and myself,
Are affecting me here in the toght hard world.
So why shouldn't I end it now,
If it's just gonna get worse?
So she looks at the knive case.
And she thinks about the boy.
The boy who she had once loved,
Loved more than anything in the enitre world.
That boy who once cared for her the same way,
And had made her life complete,
Like she actually had a reason to live.
So she remembers that; that boy once told her,
"Sweetie,
If you cut,
You'll be only killing me inside.
I want you to live forever,
Because you mean the entire world to me.
And I would do anything just to live with you,
And to marry you,
And to love you Endlessly."
So she thought about what that boy said to her.
She had always loved him.
And so she looked away from the knives and whispered to herself,
"Sweetie, I'll always love you.
Endlessly. . . "

~^♥[[Sora-Chan]]♥^~