Silent waves cast from a ripple on the pond, you're infecting, I'm still collecting the letters thrown all over our apartment you were injecting finding no time for anything but that reoccurring feeling of being smothered when we were young lovers with many lovers.

The days passed and we saw the future, you took your hand out of mine and leapt into the pond I don't know if I'll ever see the sun shine the same way as when the waves of the pond broke and your reflection cast with the sky, I could see the death in your eyes.

I'm here alone on the edge of the pond with my fists dug in the ground, the noose tight around your neck and the god awful sound of the shotgun blast playing over and over in my head scattered all over the grass.

What have we done.

Two young lovers, so entwined that when we finally unraveled and you were no longer mine my purpose was gone and there was no hope to carry on.  Life ends all the time and I'm ready to die if you are.