I wrote love on her arms,
Across her body,
Through her veins.
I wrote love on her arms,
To cleanse her,
And soothe her.
I wrote love on her arms,
So she could fill her lungs,
And let out a sigh of relief.
I wrote love on her arms,
To heal her bruises,
And scars.
I wrote love on her arms,
To remind her,
That she's worth it.
I wrote love on her arms,
So she could step away from the precipice,
And take a step closer to me.
I wrote love on her arms,
So she could wear her heart on her sleeve,
And know mine is right there beside hers.
May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 3:10 PM UTC
I wrote love on her arms,
Across her body,
Through her veins.
I wrote love on her arms,
To cleanse her,
And soothe her.
I wrote love on her arms,
So she could fill her lungs,
And let out a sigh of relief.
I wrote love on her arms,
To heal her bruises,
And scars.
I wrote love on her arms,
To remind her,
That she's worth it.
I wrote love on her arms,
So she could step away from the precipice,
And take a step closer to me.
I wrote love on her arms,
So she could wear her heart on her sleeve,
And know mine is right there beside hers.
And I wrote love on her arms, to show her she wasn't alone.
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