Not a suicide note

I write this last one to say,
why I end my life today.
When you read this you may cry,
but you will not wonder why.

Death is nothing to my mind,
because pain is all it finds.
Pain from love that is still here,
though the girl is no where near.

My last tear for her is cried,
because of my suicide.
My short life was without joy,
I lay here a broken boy.