It’s hard not to fall in love with someone when they see the mixed up parts of your soul. When they understand the darkest and dustiest corners of your mind. and they call because they know you’re not asleep.
My demons though quiet, are never quite silenced. Calm as they may be, they wait patiently for a reason to wake, take an overdue breath, and crawl back to my ear and make me feel everything I want to leave behind again and again.
a bruise is tender but does not last, it leaves me as i always was. but a wound i take much more to heart, for a scar will always leave its mark. and if you should ask me which you are, my answer is - you are a scar ~ lang leav