If you look into her eyes, down into her soul
You would see a heart struggling to beat.
Scars of a billion different sizes, as numerous as the stars in the night sky.
Don't you see that one wrong move and those old heart scars will burst?
Don't leave her, the remains of something once cherished behind like all the others.
Be careful when you tell her you care, those who've said that have all went away.
They all go away
People never change, she trusts no one, yet somehow opened her heart up one more time, for one last person in her empty soul.
She is tired of these scars, these reminders of those she's lost.
Don't become another one, or there may be nothing left to repair
Don't say you care, for the word has become a dark reminder of the lies it brings.
Shh now. she lays crumpled on the floor, wracked with pain she cannot describe.