Healing....

 She looked at him with teary eyes and red cheeks
 -Why are you doing this to yourself? - She weeped out from her half-partened lips.
 -Because I have no other way... - He muttered, his eyes never meeting her sad gaze.
 -You're only going to keept destroying yourself... - She managed to cry out right before a tear streamed down her face. - It hurts me to see you like this. It kills me inside just knowing that you are destrying yourself on the inside.
 -It's none of your concern, you know?
 -It is of me concern right from the beggining! Right from the moment you said that you loved me. - She was now shouting at him, her heart cracking by each word she said. - It was my concern all along and you denied me the only thing that I am capable of doing: Caring for you. Why don't you let me take care of you?
 -Because you'll get hurt as well... That's why. I don't want you to get involved in the matter.
 -I've been involved in the matter for quite some time. You just kept me away from the details... - With that she walked away from him towards the bathroom, locked the door and curled down on a ball with her back against the wall. - It's my fault he's like that... - She mumbled, sobbing these mumbled words that were filled with the remains of her shattered heart. - It's all my fault...
 She looked at the sink, where the razor of her lover was.
 The razor he used to cut off his beard every morning.
 It was her only choice.
 She slowly stood up from the floor and picked up the razor with her slim and long fingers. Her, now watery eyes staring at it with a fright she never experienced before. She held it above her left wrist, bracing herself for her final breath, holding onto the dear memories she had of her lover. She lowered the razor but it wasn't long after that the door was cracked from its place and he was right at her side, holding the razor tight in his hand, causing it to bleed.
 -What are you trying to do, silly? - He asked, his voice starting to crack.
 -I'm not making you happy.
 -Silly... - He droppd the razor on the floor and held her close to his chest. - You are my only reason to be happy so don't go away. Don't leave me alone... Not like this...
 -How... How can I be the one to make you happy if I only bring misery to you...?
 -Because you love me and you're with me. That's all that matters to make me happy... That's all...