You saw her disappearing before your eyes.
You never thought things would get this bad for her,
But now when you lookat her.
All you see are skin and bones,
She's slipping through your fingers like tiny grains of sand,
Her eyes sunken-in and her voice barely a whisper.
She was slowly wasting away,
Escaping your grasp and losing herself.
She was nothing but a ghost,
A ghost with golden hair, wispy and soft,
And long eyelashes, wet with tears.
All you wanted to do was save her.
Make sure she was still going to be there in the morning,
Make sure she wouldn't vanish forever.
Although that's what was slowly happening to her,
She crumbled in your bare hands,
And fell through the cracks no matter how tight your grip.
She was tearing you apart.
One look at her and you knew she was so far gone,
Pale as snow yet red on her wrists.
She was flying away along with the smoke from her cigarettes.
She drank one too many beers and took one too many pills.
You'd die for her, die to save her,
But nothing you said seemed to help her.
You wanted so bad to save her,
To catch her when she falls,
But there came a day when holding her hand didn't seem real and you couldn't feel her anymore.
She caressed your cheek and you tried running your fingers through her hair,
But she was transparent and thin and waving goodbye.
And there came a day when she finally disappeared and sadly,
Despite all your attempts,
You couldn't save her.
