We sat at the bottom of the sea
Waiting patiently for the Healer
To set us free
You moved closer to see my scars
I shifted away to hide my scars
You moved closer and showed yours
Your scars; deep, fresh, everywhere
On your back
On your hands
On your heart
Scars
Greater than mine
I moved closer to show you mine
You ran your hands through

We sat at the bottom of the sea
Waiting patiently for the Healer
To set us free
My healing began when you saw me.