To Kiss A Scar

I lay beside you listening to your heart as you trace the lines on my arms. I see the sadness in your eyes at every start, of the lines that let me free yet also harms. You start to cry and I feel so ashamed, I hurt you again by doing this before you. I turn my head and pull my arm but you stop me, you look in my eyes as i look in yours. The gaze I held was full of love, my eyes looked away first to the floor. He pulled my chin back to look at him above, and all I want was to run to the door. I looked back into his deep eyes and he said "Baby I'm not mad or upset, I love you and I just hope you relise... that you dont have to do this again." Holding up my arm all I could do was watch as he kissed scar after scar and to wonder what it felt like to kiss a scar.