Scars

There are some things I can't forget,
Things that never seem to leave my mind.
Some of them are beautiful moments that I cherish,
Others are a darkness that I never wish to relive.
They lurk in the shadows of my thoughts,
Whispering about the things I crave.
The endless desire for love and affection,
The need for someone to call my own.
Sometimes they taunt me with what I had,
Something that I lost in what feels like an eternity ago.
I had someone who could understand me,
Someone who I cherished more than my own existence.
She was the person that completed me,
She was my hopes, my dreams, my world.
I loved Her, She loved me.
And even when She wasn't around, the world felt right.
That was until the shadows of fear and doubt came.
It's ironic that my fear of losing Her started it all.
I found myself worrying that She had found someone better.
Found myself doubting if I was even worthy of Her.
There are so many words I wish I could unsay,
So many things I wish I could undo.
In the end, I pushed away the person who made me whole.
I've tried to find ways to fill the void that's was left.
Yet no matter what I try, nothing ever right.
No matter who I'm with, I can feel myself missing Her.
With the passage of time, the sores turned to scars.
Scars that remind me of the things I've done.
Scars that remind me of the things I've said.
Scars that will never let me forget.