He stands alone,
Wondering what went wrong.
How could he have hurt her like that.
He could be so stupid at times.
Alone in a dark forest, he holds a gun to his head.
He ponders the decision of pulling the trigger.
With a swift movement all his worriies would go away.
No more pain, or being a burden to his family.
He slowly pulls the hammer back.
Memories start flooding in his head.
He remembers sweet summer nights,
The taste of ice cream, everything he had ever loved,
Including her.
Tears stream down his face, he had loved her so.
Now she was gone,and it was all his fault.
He was so scared and confused.
He felt as if he had no will to survive.
There was a chill in the air.
The breeze quickly picked up, and he heard a voice.
"Don't do it love, I beg of you, don't do it"
The gun dropped to the earth without bieng fired.
To this day no one knows whose voice saved his life.
No one except him.
And he knows it was the voice of her angel.
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