Blinded by her beauty he looked at her, A smile rose at his lips as he stood up from his knees and softly kissed her on her lips, Her lips felt like dead and in shock he opened his eyes gazing at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, a sharp pain made him look down at the sink where his hand lied slightly turning blue, In his other hand a knife, he remembered what had happened a few minutes before.
He had run towards the bathroom his eyes tightly closed his stomach pushing all the food from the morning out of his mouth again, He heard it reach the water in the toilet and flushed a few times, While slowly standing up he looked at himself and ran towards his room picking up his Swiss pocket knife, he ran back and looked himself in the eye's he closed them, a sharp but short pain rose trough his wrist and he opened his eyes again, Blood flowing rapidly out of his wrists, He panicked and slipped on blood that was now laying on the white marbled floor, He hit his head on the toilet seat and past out.
Now standing up he bandaged his weak slightly blue hand and opened the door with his other hand, He slowly walked back to his room and saw the letters once again,
Elven queen says: Its over I just don't feel the same way as before you left on your vacation. I am sorry.
He read the letters on his computer screen over and over again feeling his stomach turn upside down again, he pressed it back, His stomach had turned normal but in its place came a chunk of emotions stuck in his throat.
He stood up and walked outside of the house, lighting up a cigarette he inhaled deeply and coughed loudly making tears jump in his eyes a few people passed by looking at him amused, he felt ashamed and lonely quickly he walked back into the house back to the bathroom and locked himself in.
Picking up his Swiss army knife he slit open his other wrist and sat on the ground thinking about the one he loved until the lights in his eyes quietly faded away.