This one’s from the first time we talked.
This one’s from our first kiss.
This one’s from that time we laughed all night long.
This one’s from all those texts.
This one’s from all those late night calls.
This one’s from all those time we went out.

This one’s for every thought.
This one’s for every touch.
This one’s for all those hugs.
This one’s for the secrets.
This one’s for all the tears.
This one’s for you.

My arms are covered in scars.
My arms have wept blood.
My arms are dead.
Just as my heart.
Just as my tears.
Just as my love.

A simple sorry doesn’t erase everything that happened.
A simple sorry just won’t do.
A simple sorry can’t fix a broken heart.
A simple sorry won’t forget a thing.
A simple sorry won't make it alright.
A simple sorry won’t forgive you.

This one’s for you.
Just for you alone.
The scars are gathering,
Climbing across my skin.
Blood is dripping, dripping down.
All because of you.