when you fell asleep on my bed,

i rolled up your sleeves and counted all the scars occupying your beautiful wrists.

there was 52 in total.

it was shocking to see that many.

i had only done one,

and it burned and stung like hell.

i couldn't even imagine what you went through doing all of these.

it took me awhile,

but i made sure to kiss every single one of them,

and put this special cream i bought for you on them.

it's supposed to make them heal faster and make the scars fade.

i really wish i could do this while you were awake,

so i could hold you,

and tell you how much you mean to me.