Sitting alone on the park bench
I look down at my hands
And think about how my lover talks to me
No words needed because I know that:
Every bruise says “I love you”
Every scar says ‘Never leave me’
Every broken nose says “You are the best thing that happened to me”
Showing me with every punch
That I am loved and appreciated
And that I cannot ever leave
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
Sitting alone on the park bench
I look down at my hands
And think about how my lover talks to me
No words needed because I know that:
Every bruise says “I love you”
Every scar says ‘Never leave me’
Every broken nose says “You are the best thing that happened to me”
Showing me with every punch
That I am loved and appreciated
And that I cannot ever leave
