THE SCARS THAT LOVE LEAVES BEHIND

Writer: Anonymous

Looking up in the night sky
trying to count the stars,
and with each count wishing you
were here to fill up my scars.

They’ve blended into my skin
as the time slipped away like you did.
They've become a part of me,
a part I don't wish to,
a part I don't want to, accept.

And so they remind me of my sins and weaknesses
for which you could not forbid me,
for which you could not accept me,
for which you could not even look at me anymore.

A silence now occured for the melody
the melody, the one we smiled to,
laughed to and danced to,
and even felt connected to.

But it all became an alarm now,
an alarm to wake me up from the silence,
to make me get on doing things
things I never could when I was with you

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