I have nothing to say
But more than enough
running through my mind.
Vileness and coldness
take over the spaces of warmth
once occupied by love.
Pain left the scar
Love left the pain
You left the love.
Even if it was for only a moment
Too late.
The mark is forever.
And like the scar
our skins won't knit back together
the same again
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
I have nothing to say
But more than enough
running through my mind.
Vileness and coldness
take over the spaces of warmth
once occupied by love.
Pain left the scar
Love left the pain
You left the love.
Even if it was for only a moment
Too late.
The mark is forever.
And like the scar
our skins won't knit back together
the same again
