I thought that it was
just a dream,
What happened between 
her and me.

When we met I was
extremely glad,
But I could tell inside
that she was sad.

She had told me she might
have to leave, 
And that when she was gone
I'm not to grieve.

I had told her that she 
would be fine,
Things would get better 
if she gave it time.

I woke up and felt 
something was wrong,
So I rang her doorbell but
it took too long

I rushed inside and
saw the scars,
They were on her legs and she had
gashed her arms.

And what I saw when I looked
in her eyes,
Was that she knew that she
was gonna die.

And what I felt when I knew
she was gone,
Is that she was right
And I was wrong.