I took my wrist and cut myself,
just to open up to you.
And you watched my blood as it touched the ground.
I waited for you to move from the miles you put between us.
I hoped that you would come help me close my wound.
Instead, you pretended as if you did not see me.
And you turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Adding more distance between us.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 3:13 PM UTC
I took my wrist and cut myself,
just to open up to you.
And you watched my blood as it touched the ground.
I waited for you to move from the miles you put between us.
I hoped that you would come help me close my wound.
Instead, you pretended as if you did not see me.
And you turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Adding more distance between us.
