Your Leaving

I can see it all in my mind.
Your crimson blood, dripping
Onto the desk and floor.
I can hear the scissors ripping
Into your withdrawing skin.
I remember the feeling then,
My heartbeat skipping,
Trying to stop the blood.

I can see it all in my mind,
You planning to hit the cold brick wall,
Me scrambling against your fist,
Trying to stop its fall.
I can feel the tears,
Sliding hot down my cheeks,
Wondering if you cared at all,
When you pushed me away.

And I remember you leaving.
You didn’t seem phased at all.
I still feel my heart breaking,
I can hear the pieces fall,
Fall away into nothingness.
And I’m still here, crying,
And waiting for you to call,
Knowing that you won’t.