Alcohol from 3am still in her veins because she was thinking of you again.
Lingering taste of coffee on her lips from trying to stay awake, terrified of closing her eyes.
Scars on her wrist because you hurt her one too many times.
Bloodshot eyes and trembling hands because she didn't know what to do yet again.
Bony fingers wrap around yet another pill trying to feel numb.
But worst of all, her once shining eyes were empty because she was just another devastatingly beautiful broken soul.
