Love Lost

Fear stabs at me cold as ice,

   As i stare into his eyes,

I always thought we was nice,

  I couldn’t see through his disguise,

He stands over me,

Holding the knife,

I stare into his eyes the color of the sea,

Waiting for him to end my life,

  Then i see the flash of his blade,

And as my vision goes dim,

I motioned him closer and whispered,

I still loved him.