Written in the Scars

by Adriana Locke

I swallow, forcing the lump down, and try to remember every line in her face. “I’m sorry, baby,” I whisper again. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

“Do you think we can fix this?” I say instead. “We are going to find the love. We are going to love each other so fucking much that we either forget the pain or we can’t feel it anymore. That doesn’t mean we forget the baby,” he says, a shake to his head, “but it means we honor it by loving each other.”

“I wish I could talk to him just once more. To tell him . . .” I take a second to catch my breath. “To tell him thank you for sending Ty and Jiggs back to me. To tell him he was right about so many things. To tell him how much we all love him.”

😢 💔

Don’t let it stop when you walk out the door. Love fully, even when it gets hard. Give forgiveness, even when you aren’t sure the other guy deserves it. And in every friendship you’re in, don’t forget to actually be friends.”