Faults

See. . . "I Loved you for your Scars. . .

And you Faulted me for Mine." <3

 I saw Beauty in your Scars; You were my Favorite piece of Art.

Might still be.

Your Past, Your History, Your Victories and Defeats-

all make up who you are, and are etched so Perfectly onto your Being.

But now, all I can hold onto is the memory of my fingertips running over your Scarlines . . .

And whispering "Beauty", into your ears, as you were ashamed of mine.

Author's Note

It's a free write.
Grammar, punctuation and spelling nazi's are all welcomed.

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

So beautiful!!!

The poem has deep thoughts in it... I loved the way the poet expresses and cherishes the beauty of that person even in his/her scars... I loved your choice of words and the simplicity you have put here... It is such a good write... The ending leaves the reader something to think about deeply...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[The OutKasted]

I cannot thank you enough!
I truly appreciate your words!

[Inject Positivity]

You are welcome frnd, anytime... I loved what you said in your poetic voice in this poem...