you told me to love all of my scars,
that they are victory marks
from all the battles I've overcome in my life.
that they are meaningful, beautiful,
every cut and every mark has its own story,
they mould me into who I am today.
because of you, I slowly learn to
embrace them, one by one; kiss them all,
now I cherish every single one of them; I love them all.
even when you, my dearest one, have begun to
add new ones - onto my face, my body -
into my collection.
know when to leave, people. know the dangers, know the warning signs.
please. do not stay in an abusive relationship, please.
