Torture

Piercing blades, dripping blood. My heart is torn apart. Your playful banter is all innocent; you know not its effect on my sanity. Abandoned darkness, toxic solitude. I must suffer in silence. I catch a glimpse of your caring eyes, seeing the future I've chosen and lost. Absentmindedly biting my lip, forcing myself to breathe. Tracing past scars of faint relief. You've always been a perfect gentleman; it's not your fault you never knew. Standing in the teeming rain, dripping regret. Cursing myself for letting you slip through my fingers. You hug me good-bye again, and I cry myself to sleep. I'll die that much sooner, with the knowledge that I never told you. As I kiss the world good-bye, the words on my lips will always remain. Good-bye, I love you.