I Think About Him All The Time.. Poem by Sylvi Hart

I love you so much that I don't even know if I do
This is so f**king confusing, I'm sorry it's true
You write about how your going to kill yourself
But you seem perfectly happy and in good health
Don't joke about death, it's a serious thing
Compared to others you live a king!
I loved him so much it hurt really bad
He said he loved me, then killed himself, I'm still really sad
I think about him every second, every minute, everyday, all the time
Honestly, I wish it were me instead.