In one night, you killed it;

Reality sets in, as I fall to my knees, I look at you, sobbing, as the wind moves the trees. Sorrow fills the room, as I grasp the blade tight, I try to pull it out, but you put up a fight. I try to get up, then you pull me back down, you try to smile, but I only frown.

Last words were spoken, a whisper invoken, "I'm sorry I love you", very quiet and choken. You get up, grab the shovel, start digging the pit, My very last thought was, "In one night, you killed it."