We arrived on the same day For different reasons but the same
It was my first time not yours to you it was just a game
We had art therapy together then they separated us we fell
It was love to you but me I didn't know it was your story to tell
You painted me a picture for the whole place to see
I love my name in the middle mesmerizing eyes so pretty
Silky hair most beautiful to me this is what it said
your name signed at the bottom you thanked god I wasn't dead
There for a month its time for me to leave
Our last words were I love you I felt that in the painting
******************************* This poem is stupid but it means so so much to me...the boy I'm talking about in this poem was there with me at the Suicide center he said it was love he dumped his fiance for me! I couldn't say it then but I think I love him to. Thats how much this means to me**************
