My Scars Exposed #wattys2018

Bruised

12.27.15

When you break a bone,

It doesn't always grow back the same.

When you broke my heart,

All my scars seemed to spell your name.

Dark Hearts like mine don't heal.

Scars fade, but I'm always left with a bruise.

Asking myself if what we had was real,

or if this was just a game, just a ruse.

The bruises remind me that I once had you.

Sometimes it still hurts to breathe.

I'll never admit it, but it'll always be true.

I'm not the one for you, you're still the one for me.

After all that you've put me through,

you'd think I'd give up and move on.

But without you, my heart's still bruised.

I can't live with myself, now that you're gone.

A hundred sleepless nights and I still dream of you.

Your hands wandering, touching my skin.

I'd give anything to be rid of this bruise.

To be able to love again.

There's this guy, he truly loves me.

And I love him, but still think of you.

That's not fair, we could be meant to be.

But my heart's still too damn bruised.

Release me from your chains.

Just let me breathe.

I'm tired of being ashamed,

Loving someone who would only leave.

I can't hide my bruised heart.

I let you walk away.

You tore my love apart.

And I've got nothing to say.

All I can do is ask why.

Why would you want to hurt me like this?

I gave you everything, still said goodbye.

You left me with a razor's kiss.

A razor's kiss and a bruised heart.

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Author's note.

I'm pretty sure I don't have to explain what this is about. 

I've done so much thinking after being stupid enough to text Brandon. 

It's making me hate myself. Someone better is right in front of me, in the palm of my hand, but I'm still stuck on something that ended a long time ago...

Anyways, can any of you relate?

~Kayla