How May I Feel?

Scars

Pain fills my soul.

Hatred fills my heart.

A single tear escapes from my eye.

You said we were forever.

Then you left without a goodbye.

Was it ever real?

The kisses. Hugs. Words...?

Or were they all part fo the game you played?

Because that's all it was. A game.

I wish I could say that I hate you.

But, I can't.

As surely as the sun sinks below the horizon every eve; the warmth of love that I felt, seeps from my heart.

Slowly. Ever so slowly, it all escapes.

The joy. The kindness. The heartbreak. But, most of all: the pain.

But you wouldn't know, would you?

Because I'm just so good at pretending, that I fool everyone.

Everyone that is, except myself.

I wake up every morning, with the scars to remind me of the pain that I was caused.

Not physical ones. No. Never those. I mean the emotional ones. The mental ones.

So many have asked what the difference was.

That's simple.

Physical scars heal.

It may take time. But, it will happen eventually.

Emotional scars are forever. They might stop bleeding for a while.

Sooner or later though, they always bleed once more.

Your words wounded.

Your mockery of my feelings stung.

My feelings may have been hurt.

But now, my soul is numb.

By time you may realize your mistakes,

It will be too late.

Your hurtful actions and careless words have already been.

And so shall they always be.