The Single Cross

The single cross carved into my wrist still reminds me about this.

A genital finger caressed my lips
As you leaned in for a final kiss
Slowly my heart broke into two
As you left me alone without you

A river of blood stained they hard wood floor
A million painful tears will flow forever more
A little girl that was broken in two
A single cross cut its way threw

I look at your photo
Then to my wrist
Feeling reality slowly creeping threw my skin

The tears fall down my face as I begin to cry
That little cross still reminds me of our last good bye