I Love You

As she watched
the boy
she once knew,
she crumbled.

He started out
as any other
but soon became
the only other.

He said those words,
that made her heart crumble.

When he looked away
from the girl he once saw
who works now at a cafe,
he finally felt the claw
that she had had in her
all these years.

He knew
down deep,
that someone would come,
who was just for him.

So he ignored
his feelings
that led him to her door.

One day he couldn't stand it no more
and walked to her door,
where he stood,
ringing the doorbell
for what felt like minutes.

She had almost died
because of the blood loss,
from where she had cut,
all the way across,
with her kitchen knife.

He screamed her name,
and yelled
with all his might,
but she didn't open
the damn door.

He yelled at her window,
before coming in,
through the glass
which he broke,
with fists full of fear.

He saw her lying
in a puddle of blood,
not moving,
nor breathing,
just lying there,
doing nothing.

He picked her up,
and felt
the faint beat of a heart,
in that beautiful chest.

He yelled her name,
to see if she'd respond,
but only a flutter came
of her eyelids,
which were so thin
they were almost translucent.

He had been
talking
to his best friend
before he got there,
so he dialed 911.

He held her there,
hoping,
praying,
pleading,
for her to be all right.

And as he looked
down into the face
of the girl he'd always admired,
he saw the beauty
that was greater than any other.

He cried for her
to be all right,
confessing,
"I Love You."