Slamacow and other stories

'Til death do us part (Steven)

I wanted to hug her but I can't

Each time I try, I only go through

I left her side

I was shot

I broke our promise

I made her cry day and night

I tried to communicate with her

I tried to make her feel alright

On my 3rd death annoversary, I made her cry again

I dreaded the day of love

From her house to the cementery

From the stone archway to my grave

I wanted to tell her 3 words

I saw it all

She remained silent for a 3 minutes

She pulled out her knifed and stabbed herself

I watched her fade away

3 years

2 lives

1 promise

I whispered her name. She began to cry and ran to my arms. She told me she missed me and I missed her too. 'Happy Valentines Day my love' She looked at my eyes and kissed me

For the first time in three years