If you knew

If only you knew how it hurt her After a while she noticed you never texted first, a little longer she notices the short reponses, "is something wrong?", would always be the question on her mind. Eventually the feeling gets to her. "No, don't be annoying" is a common response. One day she won't text first, this would be her down fall. Minutes turn to hours, hours to days. The lonliness had set in, she had become something that even she didn't recognise in the mirror. The darkness had eaten her, now on the foor. tears and blood surrounded like a never ending pool. A text sends through, but of course it's not from him. She tells him she msses him, and asks why they hadn't talked, he makes it her fault. Suicide, a word that had ever crossed her mind before filled her head. "What about her family, and her friends" it didn't matter to her anymore. The next morning she was found in the bathtub, in a pool of blood and tears. She took her own life. If only he had know. If only someone helped her.