Bloody Rose

He sighed as he leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips. She stuck her rose in his pocket and then hugged him tightly never to let go. The next day they stood outside of the same building in arguement with eachother. Him saying he was sorry and her saying it was best to just move on and see other people. His friends tell him it was only for the best, though he on the inside his heart hurt as he wants to be with her. He sighs silently as he looks over at her picture sitting by him. he sits down at the couch as he holds her picture in hand and gently tosses it into the fireplace and watchs it burn. She comes nocking on his door as she trys to get back with him and doesnt want him to cause any more pain to himself, though strangely he had relised she was the reason for his pain. He slowly closes the door on her and then walks away as he couldnt stop the pain and knew it was best to avoid her. Though no matter what he did the pain wouldnt fade away. He stood there watching the fireplace as he leaned in against the wall. He punches the wall as he droped to the ground and looked at the fire as tears ran down his cheeks. He stood up and went to his table by the couch, silently opening the drawer he pulled out a small, but powerful hand gunn. Releasing a loud bang in his home, he fell to the floor. Blood covering the floor around him as the gunn fell to the floor next to him and a rose in his hand he held on tight too even after he was dead.