I've been revisited,
By an old friend.
She sank her teeth into me,
Never let it end.

She said dear, why do you wait,
For something that can never be.
Why do you utter such words,
So very brazenly.

She said, if all those words,
Hurt like before,
Why do you stand there,
And stare at the door?

She said the darkness is loving,
Caring to the end.
So why not pull the trigger,
And be with an old friend?