Hello again, and welcome to the second part of Wounds. Please enjoy!

I am wounded.

Can't you see the scars?

They're right here, on my heart.

You put them there yourself.

No, I know you didn't mean to.

But you did it anyway.

Every time

That I would try

To tell you how I feel

You were talking to her.

Her, the object of your attention.

Do you know how much

It hurts?

To hear your laughs

And see your smile,

Knowing they were meant

For someone else.

Knowing that I would never

Be good enough

To have them shown for me.

But, what hurts worse,

Even more than that,

Is to know she cares nothing for you.

You keep chasing her, knowing

That you will be rejected

And knocked down again.

But you get up every time you fall,

The smile still firmly fixed

On your face.

Through all the hardest times in my life

Your smile sustained me.

But now, I urge you to stay down,

To not get up.

Because now your smile

Can no longer save me.

I can no longer recover when you

Unintentionally hurt me.

I wish it could be different.

But I cannot tell you

How I feel for you.

I have given up.

I'm sorry.

Angst, Part two. Another chapter down! I have no inspirational speech this time. As before, please R+R!