Suicide Note, Poem by Ralph Acosta

While you copy what the teacher wrote.
Im busy writing my suicide note.
With my hidden tears and secret smiles.
Girl when I see you it takes me, miles
With my pen in hand writing my one last line.
Famous last words & my name i sign.
Writing the P.S to tell you I care.
Wishing only that you could be there.
For when I tied the rope around my neck.
Praying that soon I would be dead.
Too bad I had to end my life.
Before you got to say your goodbye.
But its too damn late to turn back now.
Even if i could I wouldn't know how.
But before I could finish my note.
You looked over your shoulder and saw what i have wrote.
You put your hand on my arm and whispered in my ear.
I crumpled the note for ' sorry' I hear.
You told me then three simple words I love you.
After that I didn't need the note.
Cause it was already too late.
For the fact i had threw away my soul.
Because to me there were only two things.
First was you.
And second was me.