I remember it all too well her tears were there and she was unfixable at 2 a.m., she was taken for granted and she thought how sure it was she'd be outlived I remember her voice cracked, raw as she said I can't and I can see it now those doe eyes filled my vision and tears swam round her lashes so tired of crying I remember it I can feel it in my bones how the air grew hotter between spaces when no one spoke but most of all I remember me speechless and dazed filled with sorrow my words were nothing against her pain she was still screaming when I said to her softly as I could don't give up on yourself for we both know it isn't fair to you stay away from your razors tonight. look me in the eyes you are so loved, and by so many
memories may fade but flashbacks are forever coming back haunting my nightmares refusing to die.
Once upon a time, two of my best friends had a nasty, horrid breakup. I hate one of them now, and I love the other like a sibling. This poem is about my experience talking to her until really late (into the morning) while it was still unfolding. It's about me trying to convince her not to hurt herself.