A Collection of Heartache

She wants people to see her as heavenly pink. She doesn’t want them to see how bruised black she truly is.

July 24, 2016; 2:02am

That pretty little angel smile doesn’t reach her eyes, and the crack in her bottom lip tells him it doesn’t meet her soul.

July 25, 2016; 5:23pm

And she says she’s trying. And he says he’s trying. And the blood on her lips is his fault. And the worry in his chest is her fault.

July 29, 2016; 3:18am

She loves the metallic taste of blood on her broken lips. She hates the uneven lipstick color on her broken lips. She loves the smoothness of damaged skin. She hates the temptation of fresh skin.

July 29, 2016; 3:21am

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