She said she hurt but she didn't know why; He thought it was him and began to cry; She hadn't felt well in a while you see. He kept wondering "How could this be?" She knew he loved her but was sick; He didn't think she liked her pick. She needed help but didn't agree; He said to himself "Does she love me?"; She would never ever be well in time; For the shocking surprise she would find; He thought he was unloved, so he jumped the gun, And at first it was kind of fun. Cut after cut, drip after drip, He thought she didn't care, He didn't think she'd flip. Dead on the floor he lay in a pool of blood, When she found him the tears did flood. "I love you." She said a bit to late, For then he was gone and entering Heavens Gate.