I do,
Two words,
I'd love to say to you,
The most beautiful two words in history,
Besides these three,
I love you,
Which I always tell you,
I always love it,
When you say you love me too,
It's the most wonderful feeling,

Suicide,
Starts with depression,
Then comes the self-mutilation
masochism,
Then comes the day where you've finally had enough,
And you feel like your done,
And you want to leave this world,
With one quick cut.

This is hard,
And it kills me to say this,
But I've found someone new,

I'm not going to lead you on,
I have more class than that,
I just need you to know,

I didn't do this to hurt you,
I didn't do this because I don't love you,
I did this because I'm afraid of getting hurt,
And while this may bring some emotion,
It needed to be said,

I wasn't just going to not tell you,
That would be unfair,
I am not going to stop talking to you,
Because I'll always be there,
To help you with whatever you may need,

And while I may have really loved you,
And I still do,
There's an ocean between us,
The water will always seperate us,
And its too deep to cross,

I still want you in my life,
I just you need to know,
I've moved on,
And as much as it kills me,
You should as well.