.x.another tear feel down her cheek.x.
.x.and she choked on her words.x.
.x.when he started to speak.x.

.x.she sat there with a blade to her wrist.x.
.x.he couldnt find the right thing to say.x.
.x.im sorry he whispered under his breath.x.
.x.she committed suicide the following day.x.

.x. i thought you didn't c.a.r.e {{until today}} .x. when i turned to you with a knife to my w.r.i.s.t, and you screamed.x.

im so sorry dane!!

.x.&&you started to cry today, when we hugged. i asked what was wrong and you said.x.x.{{i never forgot your perfume, or your touch}}

.x.&&in my arms he cried, i could almost see pieces off his heart in the tear drops.x.

.x.&&reaching out with my bloodstained arms, i could have almost sworn you cared.x.

.x.&&behind every girl with a broken smile, a slit arm and tears-there was once a B.O.Y who promised her the world.x.

.x.&&we will always have the nights, when we listened to greenday at three in the morning.x.

.x.&&each cut has a secret, he was my secret, but secrets don't always work.x.

.x.&&he still has her teddy on his bed,the smell off her perfume still lingers, he has her photo in a frame, even when he knows it will never be the same.x.