And there we lay in bed.
Trying to sleep in the Moonless night.
And I noticed it very quickly, I noticed it very quickly because I had felt it before, I had witnessed it. He had a slight scar on his left fore arm.
It was a rather straight line across the forearm, I could tell it wasn't as deep as past scars just by touching it.
Aparently either he didn't matter me knowing such things or he was already asleep.
I had told him, I had told him thousand times. Live for me!
It didn't matter how long I knew him, there was always this side of him I was never able to understand.
Like staring at the moon, there's always a dark side you never see... I kept feeling around his arm, to get a more detailed idea of the wound...
Did I bore him? Was I unable to reach him?
Or perhaps I was just overreacting and it was an accident?
Trying to sleep in the Moonless night.
And I noticed it very quickly, I noticed it very quickly because I had felt it before, I had witnessed it. He had a slight scar on his left fore arm.
It was a rather straight line across the forearm, I could tell it wasn't as deep as past scars just by touching it.
Aparently either he didn't matter me knowing such things or he was already asleep.
I had told him, I had told him thousand times. Live for me!
It didn't matter how long I knew him, there was always this side of him I was never able to understand.
Like staring at the moon, there's always a dark side you never see... I kept feeling around his arm, to get a more detailed idea of the wound...
Did I bore him? Was I unable to reach him?
Or perhaps I was just overreacting and it was an accident?
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