he told her he had nothing to cut for.
he trie to tell her she had stunning eyes.
he told her she was beautiful, yet he had never
seen the scars
everyday they would talk. endlessly
all day for hours
she was in love with him
she thought he would never love her back
she knew there was someone else
he told her she should love herself more
he told her to compliment herself in the mirror
but she couldn't
everyday she grew more in love with him
but
doubted herself even more so
when he smiled she swore it was like putting
down the knife
his eyes gleamed like the stars in the night sky
she thought she could stop
for him
but he didn't know how it felt to be
second best
but he didn't know how it felt to be
suicidal