Remember all the scars on my wrists that i couldn't explain
and called them accidents?
All those weird doodles i wrote in my note books,
And people called me emo or the devil's child
And you had to be the devil's child's friend?
Remember how my tears rolled down every time i giggled,
How i fruitlessly tried to hide all the hurt?
You always broke down my walls,
put your life on standby
just to bring mine out of stagnation.
All of that is about to change.
Just because that very same devil ***** me doesn't mean you have to stop living.
i release you from the burden that is me dear friend.
it is about time i returned the favor.
Put my life on hold just to bring yours out of stagnation.
This is not a suicide note,
but a letter from a friend to another.
I. Love. You.