I've given up

It hurts and stings
What silly razor blades do to me
The cool metal sliding down my wrist
For some reason the pain is calming

I rinse the wounds over with alcohol
Trying to disinfect for one last time
The time I say goodbye

But what led me to this?
It was his kiss
His touch
I never seemed to get enough

I didn't know it was all a dream
I could have sworn I felt what I had seen

The smell of gentel colone
The smiles
They were all made up

I've given up too you see?
Nomore happiness if there is no such thing as love