I have many scars
Some physical, some emotional. Most self-inflicted
But the ones I hate the most are the ones you gave me.
You gave me scars that I can never get rid of. You tore out my heart, then shoved it back in, hoping that it would make me whole again.
You could never stop your words from turning into bullets
Maybe it's because I never called you out. I never told you that your words hurt. But if I called you out, would you even listen?
And then you left, and you shoved my heart back in place
Hoping that it would make everything okay. Hint; it most definitely did not
I realized that even though you didn't leave physical scars
Your emotional scars hurt more than any slap, or punch that any ex left. They hurt more because I didn't know how to heal from the hurt your leaving did.
But then I learned how to heal
And the scars you left started to hurt less. I started to enjoy life without feeling like a weight was crushing me.
I am stronger than your words
And I should never forget that. And anyone who is going through the same issue should remember that too.