Can't

I yell,

You can’t hear me.

I cry,

You turn your back.

Cold eyes,

                     And words.

I crash,

I’m bleeding,

You’re not here for me

Anymore.

The last moments,

You’re the last person

I see,

          Love,

                      Want.

Yet you just stand there,

Holding her hand,

As I slip away.

Before I go,

I only hear one thing.

Your voice,

“I hate you.”