Scars

I was saddened to see all her scars..

How could somebody hurt someone with such an exquisite soul..

She was my best friend..

And to let her know she was still beautiful, i'd kiss the scars on her skin..

But these annoying things kept falling like rain & was a constant reminder that her scars got a little bit deeper by the day..

See..

Under every scar was a battle she had lost..

None made by herself but they couldn't have been any deeper if they were..

Going to war wasn't something she was with but that was life..

And it wasn't until during her fight when she realized her worst enemy was her memory..

Cause she could never forget her battle wounds..

Out of fear, she told me that she feared her turn to be happy would never come..

Because who would ever love a girl with so many scars?.

I wasn't sure what to say so I opened my chest & revealed to her my heart..

Then went on to tell her how I was going to love her like I had never been broken before...

Reviews

[♥ Ari Skye ♥]

Oh My God, that was beautiful. I really connected to that, as I have many scars myself. Some physical, some emotional. I wish that I had someone to say that to me.
Great Job! I encourge you to keep writing. The best work, is the work that shows your heart!

[Amulya Bhardwaj]

So relatable!! Amazing!! Felt it!!! Great goin mate!!