Scars,
Ugly,
nasty,
jagged.
I love them either way.
Scars are our armor
to protect us from what shoots us down.
Scars are what shape us,
what make us beautiful.
So your scars, baby,
are my favorite thing about you.
I will caress them,
admire them like my favorite piece of art.
Because you are my favorite piece of art.
Your scars don't define you.
They only show how strong you are,
how much you've been threw,
And how strong you are to still be here.
So baby,
your scars are beautiful,
they're like diamonds,
only getting stronger with pressure.
And these?
these are beautiful scars.