A bad nightmare but too bad its true...
I dreamt about it again last night. Its scary. It put me to bed crying. Crying I said and I hardly know you. I'd consider us friends, but I guess not really. Because friends don't let other friends harm themselves. Which is what you're doing. I hope you realize that. And whatever the motive, its not worth it. Its not worth it. I promise you. I wish I could talk to you but I don't know what your reaction would be. Its worrying me. Then I wake up and I think everythings ok but its not because the next time I see you the scars are still there. I wish we were closer...