I've seen the scars of those I love and it's like they cut me. My heart feels hurt, betrayed, ignored as if my feelings don't matter and maybe they don't but that doesn't stop the pain. I've seen it before and I know that I'll see it again but please, I beg of you not on you. Don't hurt this body that I love and treasure. Don't hurt me, at least, not through you. You can break my heart. You can shatter my soul. But don't drive me insane from your own pain. Scars like that reflect pain and suffering and your pain, your suffering, magnifies the tiniest pain of mine. I've seen the scars too many times and i know I'll see them again but please, not on you. Because your smallest pain, it kills me.
Ayala55 · Sat May 01, 2010 @ 09:54pm · 0 Comments |