scars.
scars were what i saw
i should've known earlier
when you used to come
to the store and
buy bandages every
fucking
day
without thinking
i grabbed your hand
and with wide eyes
you pulled your hand
and got up
"why?" i asked
you stayed silent
"why?" i asked again
and you replied with
something that was
simple but
really got
to me
"because of how life treats me"
