Spinning

I am her best friend they are just the others We do everything together almost to the point of lovers I know I love her with all my heart but I wonder if she's equipped to handle the lethal needles that I can throw She's doesn't fully understand me. and though she'd like to pretend she does There is a part of me that existed before we ever became the two digits that hasn't healed no matter how she tries I have scars deeper than gun shot wounds and they never go away Not even with cosmetic surgery. I've been compromised By countless friends who do nothing but pretend they know me. Than stab me in the front Pain is universal So I hope she understands when my heart needs to be put on a curfew because if it didn't it would just let anyone in and the pain I've felt before is inexplicable I fear losing the best thing I've ever known She's is the only thing currently keeping me from reaching critical. When I get silent. It's cause I'm worried.