Remember that day it was raining and we sat at the entrance of my garage...? You kissed my scars you held me and you took my blades away. I wonder if you still have them and I wonder if you could if you would of take the ones that replaced them.
Learned this recently with a girl I've known for 11 years who was once one of my very best friends. It's difficult yet a great feeling to move on because frankly, I don't need mean people who manipulate me in my life.