• the many words are said
    and it is always the betrayed roles of friends and lovers
    he says to me
    I love you my little angel..... until the day I die..... and forever after that
    bestowed on me a lover who.....
    may... or may not know the real meaning of........
    ..........love???
    now we say forever
    and knowing the life i have chosen
    and will regret
    the differences seem soooo..... big???
    but they seem small and impossible
    he calls me his little angel
    even though that is the most impossible of chosen words for me
    but could it ever be chosen a different path for him to choose
    he has set his role
    and leaving this person bestowed on me.......
    by my best friend?????
    the number was rapid in my mind.....
    memorized and uncalled to say
    and knowing what he says may be true
    the cuts were then gone....... stopped by someone that loves him in some way
    but i cannot figure out the trueness of it
    i think of loving him and the result after trying to convince others
    my best friend???????
    ............ my brother....... or my love?
    it could never be love used in the true sense
    that would be so irrational
    but for him the difference is massive
    he intends the trueness
    and the cuts that he bled would be reopened
    the meaningness of those words
    living without you is impossible and stupid to think about
    that is the promise he made
    cuts would not be the only things cut
    and i could assure you the one last thing i would know
    is that hell is the one place he will be........
    so am I bestowed a lover that wants trueness
    where I know the real truth
    seeming like a forced marrige
    for the price of a unknowing life
    but that is worse
    the 3 other deaths that happened for me
    1 of my being
    a resentment knowing
    "I love you my little angel"
    and i havent finished untill now
    "I love you my little angel....forever"
    and this is the last thing he said to me
    "I love you my little angel.........

    And at that moment....... the 3 turned to 4
    the 1 turned to 2


    .....................and a heart stopped beating........

    And the one thing thats true is the story.......... Nicholas Scott Jackson........ I love you... not just until the day i die........ forever
    and now the tears start flowing