Love Is A Tragedy

I finally met the guy of my dreams whom I've been waiting for all my life. He is charming, cute and we share all our secretes together. We truly love each other. As months go by I begin to realize that something has changed between us. He does not call me no more nor speak to me. I wait for him everday at school....but he does not come. A warning from my mind goes to my heart to be careful....but I do not heed the warning. Maybe he is too busy to see me. That's it. He'll call me soon and talk to me. Next week comes and not one single phone call. At school I still wait hoping he will walk with me. He does not. I know something has badly gone wrong. What should I do? I think I should break up with him but I can't. I've known him for so long and have bonded myself to him. It will tear my soul if I end our relationship. I keep on believing still that he will come back to me and everything will be alright.
One more week passed me by and I hardly knew it. I was in mortal shock. One of my good friends tell me that he flirted with her at a party and would not leave her alone. Why? What have I done to deserve this. I love him but he does not. He likes someone else. Someone who does not love him like I do. Someone who could not love him like I could. My heart sinks deep into my chest and I feel an overwhelming feeling like glass shattering.
Over my sixteen years of life I have come to love many guys. I've had many broken hearts and break-ups but none could match this. No pain could match my own. I keep thinking to myself what can I do? I know the answer but I can't do it. Why is it I know it is the right thing to do but my heart won't let me. My mind knows it is ended but my heart will not. Both fight but my heart will not heed my mind's second warning. No! I will not believe this! He still loves me!! He does!!
Two weeks go by of sadess and torture. Still my heart will not listen. Still it cannot accept that he is gone. I say this with all my heat: God, I am tired of being hurt. Every relationship has ended in disaster. There is no one out there and the one I have willingly let myself go to has betrayed my love. Has wounded it greatly and this time....this time it cannot be mended. For I have chosen my fate. I will not suffer anymore."
A month later I find myself in the hospital. How I've come to be here I do not know. I am lost and hurt and have shut myself from the world. From my family who visits me as often as they can. Out of all I know he does not come. I miss him. How we laughed and joked together. We were the bestest friends and now....he is an arrow in my heart. I could get better if I allowed myself my mind tells me. My heart will not listen. It beats faintly. It is tired and yet I am young and so full of life but I feel as I lay in this white room that all life is slipping away like the evenening tide. This is my choice. My life. This moment. I take one look around the room. Then....just then my heart finally realizes he's gone. He isn't coming back.
I look up at the cieling that blinds my eyes from its brightness and say," I have made my choice." I reach slowly over and unhook the lines that help me breath. I tear the hoses off from my body and just lay there. The room is quiet. All I can hear is the faint beeting of my heart which reverberates in my ears. The last record of my life that I heard was...
Thump, thump....thump thump....thump thump....thump.....thump.......................................................................
As the monitor quit as the pulse died he walked in with a vase of flowers and stared with horror at me. A single tear slides down my cheek. He leans over me and hold my hand. No pulse. I am gone.

The End