Hurt.

Intertwined hands.
Swinging back and forth.
Smiles.
A glow on their faces.
Talking and laughing.

Watching from afar.
I wonder if they will.
End up like me.
Or will they have a new life?
Or will they suffer?

Hurt.
A small word.
Doesn't even begin.
To explain my pain.
My life.

The struggle.
The pain.
The hurt.
The agony.
The blood.

The love in their eyes.
Was once in mine.
The laughter echoing.
Was once mine.
My heart locked up forever.

Their new life.
The end of my thoughts.
Their new affection.
The end of my heart.
When will it end?

New beginnings.
End of me.
Where will I go?
Heaven?
Hell?

Help?
I don't need it.
My feelings are enough.
Friendship is what matters.
The most.

Wrap me up.
For I have sinned myself.
Please.
Oh please.
End this hurt.