Scar

As my gaze falls upon your receding form, i let the tears fall.
Till they choke me and i gasp for air.
Falling to my knees, heedless of the blood and torn denim.
I know they say time heals all wounds, but i know you will have left a scar.
The worst part is that it is all my fault.
Second chances don't exist in the world i live in tonight. Pain is my only companion as i fall on the sheets we once embraced each other upon.
I know this wound will fester for months to years before it blazes the white of scar tissue.