One night, one particularly cold evening, a girl cries. She cries for help, but no one is around to hear her. No one that could help her. She aches for love, but he is too far away from her. She loves him with all her heart and more, but he seemed to push it away. Tears stain her perfect white dress. She longs for something to take away her pain; know she shouldn't. Nobody is near, just her and the blade. She cries one last tear before she says goodbye.
She stopped breathing when he claimed his love for her.