• okayjanvi 11w


    I hated you for what you were.
    To me just a machine.

    He saw something when he held,
    Something I never seen in me.
    When he left saying he never loved it.
    Those scars were dug deep inside me.

    Today when I look at myself
    I see his touch upon my flesh.

    The touch I don't crave anymore.
    How can I love myself when u not here anymore.