The Perfect Way To Cut Myself

Shattered pieces, fragments of a broken heart. I gave you everything, all that I could time and time again. Constant memories of everything we had. These tears always bring me back. Why does it have to be this way, why can't we share this love? Why do I still love you? I can't hide these scars on my wrists. Why do I still love you? I can't hide the blood on my hands. Your reflection torn forever from my memory, my last breath as sweet as the first kiss. I can't swallow the lie, I love you to choke again.