I am so tired. I feel so worthless. I feel so alone. For how long can I act strong? For how long can I keep up this fake smile? When all I wanted is to scream! For how long will I be used by the people I love? I am so tired. My body is…
I deactivated Facebook for a 100 day social experiment and will document it daily to battle my Facebook addiction.
Slowly I unbutton her shirt and saw the old scars formed by the incident. I gently touched them one by one. In gentle loving motion. Her scars never reduced her in my sight. She's beautiful inspite of her scars.
As my finger brushed upon her collarbone, she spoke.
"That is where he bit be."
And without any hesitation, I kissed the biggest scar, and she smiled.