why doesn't everyone feel things like I feel things
Im always leaving my hands out
for about three years now they've just been bleeding
most guys will glance and flinch
while others will lift the broken skin and play in my blood till they're satisfied
a fascination grows as they mess with my emotions something they don't understand
I let them toy cause I'm empty and I don't really care since I can't actually feel anything everything's an act
nothing's real on this end
but you're different
you've loved and lost and have seen and experienced things that could make lights go out
your eyes are still pretty as **** and your laugh isn't ever gonna sound unlike some melody that my mom sang when I was young and okay
you used to tear at my blouse I use to tear at your face
your lips made my heart stop
and your fingers made my legs shake
but it wasn't till I lost you did I realize what I had dropped and thrown away was a beautiful work of art unlike any other
so now I just ache
now your lips make my heart drop and your fingers only end calls and I've got a bruise on my knee that reminds me of you cause it won't go away and it still hurts
or maybe it's cause I lost my balance and fell really ******* hard like you did that day your brother died and I didn't hold your hand but I kissed your stomach and you forgot about it for awhile and I said your name and you smiled for awhile then I left your house and you cried for awhile
but I couldn't help your wheezing cause I couldn't love you right and
no wonder your bed was so cold all the time despite your blankets you had nothing inside you no warmth to give
two years and you seem happier now
but when you reached out your hands were cold
you pretend not to notice my sudden interest in your breathing
"I could have fixed you."
why didn't I help you
how easy it could have been to tend your wounds  
something's changed here and now my hands are always bleeding
"I wanna help you."
I want to fill the vacancy of your chest
I can still hear iT IT ECHOES MY SCREAMING
LIKE WHEN LAST TIME I SAW YOU TWO WEEKS AGO AND YOU GRABBED MY ARM AND MY HANDS STAINED YOUR SHIRT BUT YOU KISSED THOSE CRACKS AND I FLINCHED AND YOU FELT IT YOU LET GO CAUSE I WASNT STABLE AND YOU NEEDED A PLACE TO REST YOUR THOUGHTS AND I CANT GIVE YOU SUPPORT AS MUCH AS I WANT TO CAUSE I DONT KNOW HOW TO TALK ABOUT THINGS IM SORRY IM SO SORRY
BUT I NEED YOU TO BE HERE I WANNA TAKE IT BACK I WANT YOU BACK YOU CANT LEAVE YET
NOT YET I WANNA LOVE YOU RIGHT I WANNA KISS YOUR FACE AGAIN
"ARE YOU STILL THERE?"
DO YOU STILL NEED ME?
I THINK I NEED YOU
"IM RIGHT HERE."
IM RIGHT HERE
MY HANDS ARE BLEEDING REALLY HARD RIGHT NOW
"IM NOT LEAVING."
I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU
"I WONT BE LEAVING."
AM I CRAZY
ITS BEEN THREE YEARS AND I STILL THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY
"YOU SHOULD CALL ME BACK."