You hold the knife in midair, debating.
Is your life really worth taking.

You feel a quick jab and now its over.
Wait!
Can you confess to him before your dead forever?

He enters the room and cradles you in his arms.
His voice worry some and full of alarm.

He was there at your funeral to say his goodbyes.
He was glad he was invisible so that way no one could see him cry.

You where actually an angel not meant to be dying.
So they revived you as a ghost.
Leaving him no longer crying.

Now its you and him together.
Confessing your love for one another.

Then you pull him close with your eyes locked on each other.
The sadness your love has finally covered.

No more sadness left to feel.
In this moment its quite surreal.

Now you feel his lips gently caressing yours.
With a kiss that you have been longing for.

As your lips pull apart you hold him close.
His love like a drug you have overdosed.

Authors note: :( Aww its over all ready. *Makes pouty face then smiles* I hope that you liked this story. As usual a review is always welcome.