her cloths were soaked with mildew through her fragile thin wrists if she was going to live or die screaming and scratching to my arms while i was tying her wrists up and down in my direction trying to prevent me from knotting the ropes you took me for granted this time how could youve done this to me i said as i punched the ground beside her until fists were sore and bloody honey this couldve all been different if you had wanted it to be i gently whispered in her ear u dont care what you want anymore you will be wasting you breath More from A Life Once Lost