Scars

I used to believe you were more beautiful than I

But beauty goes away so very quickly

And the pain does not stop for anyone.

Quickly like the painted tattoos on your body,

I ran to you but you didn’t show.

Who was I to you and who was I to think that you could love me without knowing the touch of my lips; my breath all over your body???

Quietly like the wind I felt I could not breathe and again that was it.

I couldn’t love you.

Like the painted tattoos all over my body

I was scarred

Forever