I never knew that you were hurting
Until you sent me that last message.

As I read that one simple word
It finally dawned on me that you were breaking.

I was so afraid and worried
That I was too late to help you.

And I was too late because
By the time I burst into your room, you were almost gone.

I tried to stop the bleeding,
But it was too late, no, I was too late.

As you died you weakly made me promise
To stay alive, if not for myself, for him.

I should never have made that promise
Because everyday I am one step closer to breaking it.