He kept inside the love he craved,
too afraid to give away,
what was deep inside his heart,
what once was cut beneath the scars
His eyes held back his river’d tears,
afraid to drown from all the years
Alright is just another word, and love
a promise so absurd
Still, deep inside he hoped and prayed
his pain would somehow fade away
He kept inside him everyday, a love
He swore would not escape
Mistakes can hurt so hard,
when love is scarred, and stops
a beating heart
(P/S: I edited this to be male’s version) Scar – rueberry
Matters of the heart 
Scars can be a good or bad thing. It’s what they do to and for us that counts.
Love holds its breath while the heart beats on waiting for a new love to take love’s breath away. There’s a yearning.
some people are just less fortunate than others 🙂
better to have loved and lost than not to have been loved period….