help!

i love my boyfriend

i hate his best friend

help.

scars.

“i think you’ll find you’re mistaken. my name is clearly written across the front and i recognise the scratch down the side (that happened in high school). this is my heart. you can’t just come here, and take it.”
-i wrote this for you-

anyone who’s ever been hurt before, and really hurt at that, can testify to the truthfulness of this one statement. the first time you give your heart to someone, you give it all. you’re innocent and ignorant and blissful. you don’t know any better. you don’t know how to guard it. you think you’re in love; you think he is too. so it’s only logical that in this “love” based relationship, you give him your heart.

and then he breaks it. fractures it. scratches it. whatever. the bottom line? you’re hurt, your heart has a scar, and that scar will always be there. like any other scar on your body, in time the pain will go away. but whenever you see it and really look at it, or when someone asks about it, you’re always going to go back to that place in time, that moment when it was merely a fresh wound. you’ll relive the tears briefly, smile, and thank God you made it through. you’ll be perfectly healed, but your scar will always remain.

to me, a scar is a reminder. it’s a reminder that at one point, you were in so much pain, you’ll do anything not to go through it again. scars are God’s gifts to us. they are His way of saying, “you’ll never have to go through that again, if only you are more careful next time.”

but who wants to live life constantly worried and protected? who wants to be the one who always says no because something sounds too risky? who wants to be the one to never fall in love because at one point, it nearly killed you? i know i don’t.

there’s no eraser for a scar, just as there is no rewind button for every mistake you make in life. each mistake is a lesson just waiting to be learned. and for every scar, there’s mederma scar cream for it.

for the heart, there is no mederma. there are only people. it’s possible for the scar to fade, possibly go away all together. at first, when you meet this miracle worker of sorts, you’ll be terrified. you’ll want to push him away, just as you’ve pushed everyone else away before. you don’t want another scar. but then you’ll get to know him. and for some reason you can’t explain, you’ll start to trust him. you’ll trust him more and more, and one morning you’ll wake up and realize that you’re in love. and there, at that moment, the scar from before fades just a hint. it still has a long way to go. just as mederma doesn’t work after one treatment, it’s going to take a while for the scar on your heart to evaporate completely. but once it starts to, you know that eventually, it will be gone for good.

thank you, thank you, thank you, for being my mederma.