She picks up her phone
She just wants to hear his voice
Wants him to know how much she loves him
Wants him to understand why she has to do it
He doesn't pick up,she picks up the razor
She cant take it anymore
She slices one cut for every hate she got
The more she cut, the deeper they got
She wishes he would call before it is too late
Before she knew it she cut too deep
She hit the vein, now it is too late
The last thing she heard was a ringtone....
His ringtone