Your Love

The scars, the scabs
The drops of dried blood
All evidence of my anger and hate
But you don’t see it
You never will
I’ve tried to show you
But you don’t even care
Never have
Why don't you care?
About what happens to me?
If you love me like you say
Stop me from hurting myself
But no, you don’t love me
Not the way you said you did
You battered me and bruised my heart
You made me fall in love with you
Then you dumped me fast
So now I have many scars and scabs
The reminders of your ‘’love’’