I sit around waiting for you to call.
Finally.
You say can i come over, we need to talk.
You pill into my drive, come into my room where you find me laying in a shirt of yours and boxers you don't notice the BLOOD you check me.
I'M DEAD
Sad thing is you were going to ask me to marry you.
Your so over whelmed you do what i did only in one cut your neck.
Mom comes home. Checks on me there we are dead together by each other with a note that says
I LOVE YOU!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem