I saw her scars
Evidence of a life
Where great just wasn’t good enough
Where She was always just one nip away from perfect
One tuck away from perfection
One stitch away from happiness
I saw her eyes of desperation
As she picked at things I could not see
Although I was happy to oblige
I wondered where in her life she was during each scar
I wondered about the painful recovery
I wondered about the broken heart
Or the healed one
I wondered if she was finally close to happy
I felt sadness for her
But only because that could be me
One nip away from happiness
One tuck away from perfection
One stitch away from perfect
My heart broke for her
But only because that could be me
Beautiful
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Reblogged this on I Write Her and commented:
Sympathy begins when you realize it “could be you”, may it translate to empathy always.
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