How did I not notice this before? The pain I'm causing you?
I was so caught up in my own troubles, my own problems,
That I didn't even notice the silent tears running down your cheeks
Every incision of mine is like a stab on your heart
Because when you are me, we are one,
How could I put you through this?
Maybe wounds on wrists may heal, over time,
But how will I heal the ones I made on you, on your heart?
And now I wish I could rewind time, just once,
To erase these scars on my wrists;
Not for me, but for you- I never even realized how much you cared for me,
So will you find it in you to forgive me for what I have done?