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Mar 2019
One
Im sorry that i didnt call you a thousand times when we fight

It is just..
There is this one deep scar on my left thumb
it traumatized the heaven out of me

the last time i did that to someone
I left millions of unanswered voicemail
Every single day

Two
I'm sorry that i ran and slept
Whenever the storm brews between us

The last hundreds of storms
Which I went inside only to find myself lost
And got all of these scars on my wrist and hips

I keep telling you that im brave
But im so ******* scared most of the times
Im scared of you not wanting me in the way i wanted you

Three
I'm sorry that you feel the need
To tip toe around the wondrous tread that you have
Around me..

The need to be happy had become a purpose
Protecting my soul from ugliness of life has made me embed an ugly scar deep within me

When you are so used to be living underneath the surface
The water above you will feel so terrifying

Im sorry that deep inside im a ******* total mess
A mess that is trying so hard to treat you the way that you deserved

I love you with every breath that i took since the day i realized that I'm loved
And every breath that i will take for the rest of this life

You made me feel like as if
No one has ever touched this ugly soul
And broke it into every prospect possible

i can't simply escape
From the life that gave me all of these scars

But don't be scared my love
These scars are fading away anyway
Slowly but confidently
Your scars should never be an excuse to not treat a person the way we should. Scars will go away and heal, and heal it must. They do not and never will define the person you are
M Aiman A
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M Aiman A  22/M/KL
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