The cut is too deep and a bandage just won't do.
The blade is red too and all she wants is to call you.
She doesn't think she can survive this again.
Dear long sleeves, I guess this isn't the final stain.

Thinking of the past, all she has is regret.
She lost her best friend and it wasn't all that great.
She said she hated him, thought she deserved to be alone.
She thought he'd be happier all on his own.

Poet's Note
When I first wrote it, it had two sides, one from the girl and one from the guy bestfriend. Because there are 2 sides to a friendship. The guy is one of the sides....
But I just don't know anymore.....