The Story of Us #1

My mother told me
That scars are broken promises
Sharper than blades
That cut through your heart

But my father said
That wounds heal naturally
And scars are just decorations
That tell your story

So happiness is not permanent
But neither is pain
And I’m looking at you and thinking,
“He’s a leap of faith I’ll take.”

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