His soft lips pressing on the thin lines of your wrists, he was trying to make you forget about all the pain you went through. 'Those scar shouldn't never landed on your precious skin', he said. Harming your own body broke him, he hated it when he saw them. | He was kissing your scars, hoping they would disappear and not let you remember how that all started. His head laying on chest as he pressed his lips of your soft skin. | "They'll be gone soon.."