Everytime

And everytime she hears his name she cants hold back a smile.
And everytime she hears his laugh it makes her day worth while.
She looks back to the scars on her wrists and says "what the hell was i thinking?"
Thanks to him, her depression is quickly shrinking.
Thoughts of him fill her head;
How he made her smile with the things he said.
Oh, the way he maes her feel.
Makes her think " no way this is real!"
She cant write anymore; not of the blade or the knife.
She no longer has the desire to take her life,
She wonders if she's in love.
He's her heaven - sent gift from above.