i don't think you fully understand what you are doing to me. it hurts me every day and every time i see the scars across my wrists. i think you knew what i was doing but you didn't even try to stop me. some friend you were.
Poetry: Life - Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 962 - Reviews: 7 - Published: 1-3-06