Like a scar.
I wish to pamper you in every way.
When you are exposed to air.
I wish to cuddle you,
And protect you from outside danger.
The pain I feel when someone touches you,
Is not to be described.
I wish to be there with, you till you dissappear, forever...
But it's true that scars leave a mark In one's heart.
Then till the end of days,
your memory will endure and roam in every living or dead cell in me.
© Naledi_