Scars Fade Slow

I gave you every part of me, even the pieces I’d hidden deep,

Wrote you poems in the dark, sketched your face in every dream.

I sang the songs you never heard, but sang them still with all my heart,

Believed your lies when they got blurred, defended you as you tore me apart.

You said you were busy, I said I’d wait,

Ignored the cracks, convinced it was fate.

Friends wiped my tears while you called them a threat,

And I thought your jealousy meant love, not regret.

But you gave her your time while I gave you my soul,

You blamed me for the mess you couldn’t control.

Every “I love you” was a carefully drawn line,

To keep me trapped while you crossed mine.

Now I’m healing, but scars fade slow,

I’ve found love again, but the pain still shows.

You were my first, my forever, or so I believed,

But forever was borrowed, and I was deceived.

Your absence left me hollow, your words turned to knives,

While I bled out my worth, you were living two lives.

I blamed myself for not being enough,

Tried to fix the cracks, but love’s not that tough.

I drowned in the silence, you never threw a rope,

And she came like a wave, crashing every last hope.

But you gave her your time while I gave you my soul,

You blamed me for the mess you couldn’t control.

Every “I love you” was a carefully drawn line,

To keep me trapped while you crossed mine.

Now I’m healing, but scars fade slow,

I’ve found love again, but the pain still shows.

He held my broken heart with hands so kind,

Taught me love doesn’t hurt, it’s not something to find.

He’s my sun after rain, my light in the night,

But the ghost of your betrayal still dims the light.

You gave her your time while I gave you my soul,

You blamed me for the mess you couldn’t control.

Every “I love you” was a weapon, not a vow,

And I’m still unlearning the pain somehow.

Now I’m healing, but scars fade slow,

I’ve found love again, but the pain still shows.

One day this hurt will be a shadow, faint and small,

Drowned by the ocean of love he gives, through it all.

But tonight, the memory burns, though I’m holding his hand,

Healing takes time, but I finally understand.

Scars fade slow, but they will fade…

And his love will rewrite the pain you made.