Do you remember a time
When you actually looked at me...

I still love you
And don't know why...

My mind revolves around
Broken hearts and bloody wrists...

Looks that last to long
Though they don’t mean a thing...

Breath, in, out
It's not the time to cry...

I'm trying to express my feelings
But it's hard for me to do...

You asked who the poem was about
And I just couldn't say...