"As I entered the hospital, and walked down to your room, I saw you peacefully sleeping there, you looked happy.
But then I noticed your wrists and how the bandages were stained red. I sat down beside you, and saw all of your scars covering your arm.
Then I realized how many times you needed someone. And how many times that I was not there."
8:42 p.m. - 2016-03-24
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