You put towels under the door to hide the stench of cigarettes. Put your hands on your head and your head in your lap. You bled from your thighs and I kissed the back of your neck. You cried in the bathtub while I tried to stop the bleeding.
I wish it wasn't you. I wish I never saw you open up your arms in front of me. I wish I never even met you, or learned your name just so I could forget it.