I'll never forget the way I felt about you.
It's something I'd never felt for anyone but you.
Once I lost you I didn't know how to feel.
My wrist became my canvas and my blade became my paint brush.
I didn't know how to feel without you.
Even though my friends tried to help me. They knew that without you there was nothing they could do. Nothing they could say.
I was lost in my own thoughts. I was lost in my own mind and there was nothing I could do about it.
Nothing I could do to change that.
Cause the only antidote was
Him.
-H
