OOPS...

I met you, you
met me. We clicked,
we got close. I let
my walls down.
oops...

You kissed me,
I kissed you. We
went little too far.
Now you have my
heart.
oops...

Some time passed
by. You met her, she
was easier than me. I
tried to work it out.
oops...

You left me, I
cried. I tried not to
be like my old self,
but the pain overcame
me.
oops...

As the cold, smooth,
blade slides across my
wrist. The pain suddenly
disappears, I have my
heart back. It's a little
too late now. I a little
too deep, in too many
places. My wrist is a
mess.
oops...