You know that I don't love you.

My heart is pounding. Racing.
My head is spinning. I can't even see straight.
My best friend squeezes my hand tightly. Too tightly.
I can't even believe what I'm about to do.
3 years I've dedicated my entire brain.
It never thought about anything else.
Nothing but a boy.
My knees start shaking as I walk up the brightly carpeted stairs.
I already know what he's going to say.
I've known since the day I fell.
I can't grip anything, my hands and fingers are quivering.
Whimpers escape my trembling mouth.
Stop., I tell myself,It's not worth it.
My heart palpitates as my eyes find his.
I'm going to die.
I rush towards him.
He simply stares. He's been expecting this for months.
Three deadly words tumble out of my mouth. I regret them.
His eyes widen. Yet, he's not surprised.
Listen, he tells me. Why should I?
You
Know
that
I
don't
love
you.
My feet can't carry me fast enough as I seek shelter from the rush of blood to my cheeks.
My head spins.
I fall.
It is done.

End