She or me stand in the door way staring in a knowing way . She was going to end me in a a way that seemed familiar , almost like deja vu . She is me and i am her.She is everything and im not , my alter ego my other half everything i wanted yet couldt grasp .She held somthing her hand it was a knife . she tilts it to my throat My blood spills over the knife and her hands I fall to the ground in a clump of tears ,blood and pain . we were one , for now .all i knew is i was going to die alone .