I thought that he loved me with all of his heart.

He told me along with others until death did us part.

Now i am sitting here with the gun in my hand looking over the lifeless body of this loving man.

I didn't know that he would ever take me to a place that i didn't know.

The day he packed my things and said i had to go.

After all that i put up with and for him to turn on me and do me like this.

I couldn't take it any longer.

It's like my anger and cries got stronger.

That night i was going to make it all right but as i entered our home she came at me with a knife.

And he took the gun and ended his own life.