This is what you have done my love.

Wrote this months ago. Just found it and thought Id post it.

She's running as fast as she can without looking back. She feels the rough rocks cut into her bare feet, and the thorns of bushes scrape her legs. Her vision is blurred by tears, and the wind doesnt make it any better, her hair is blowing into her eyes. She can feel the pain in her lungs from running so long. An hour? Maybe two. But the pain she feels inside...in her heart and soul distracts her from all physical pain. No matter how fast she runs, she cant seem to get far enough. The hurt is with her. Has she died? Has she crumbled into countless pieces in the wind and become insignificant particles? Surely no one can survive such. Any being would become none existent after being this broken.
  She's screaming. Not from any sort of pain u can understand, but from memories. She's pressing her palms to her ears, running and screaming. Because she hears her name on his lips. Yes. He said it. And she saw them. He said the words only meant for her ears to another. Her world, her love, her existence was looking into the eyes of another and defiling his body which was meant for her. He said he would wait. She gave him her hand, she gave him her promise. But no. He threw it away. He threw her away. And the hurt wont stop. Its ripping her remembering his breath. She stumbles. Gasping. Praying it is over, but more pain hits her. No friends. No family. And now no love. So no life. Yes. No life. She's digging into the sand. There's a sharp stone. She holds it to her wrist and tears slowly. She doesnt feel a thing. Nothing at all. And that is good. The pain bleeds away into the dirt. She's slipping into the peaceful nothingness of oblivion.
   "This is what u have done my love. U have drained me of life. This is what u have done my love"