I watch, trembling with fear as the trigger is pulled, emotion is anchored, fear is alive, time is gone. Motionlessly I stand, waiting for the impact, to explode into my skull. But your pride overrides in you, and you love for me is strong, for when you said you would care, and never let me die, you werent joking. As the bullet nears,so do you, jumping in the path, that it was soon to take. You fall, with a bullet in your head. Tears stream down my face, only to land on your cold dead cheek. Why, why did you do that for me? I am no one special. I have done nothing worth it. Why did you take that bullet? Why did you run in my way? I am gone, oh so gone. As the first tear dropped, as did my hope...love...and life. I await and answer still, 5 years later. I found love, but only to get my heart ripped, as if I didnt have one. I was not worthy of your love. I was to die that day. With you gone, there is no reason for me not to join. But here I stay, here I remain, to try to find another. One I can take a bullet for, one who is worthy of love, like the love you gave me. But, I cant find love with my Ebony Heart.