Scarred

the long version

She made me a better man, but I still wasn’t good enough to keep her. Born and raised in Brooklyn, with sleeve tattoos, ripped muscle and a cold-hearted stare, I am who I am.  The bad boy she knew to stay away from. I knew we were never supposed to last.  But the way her lips tasted, the way her curves felt under my hands…  I couldn’t let go. I did everything I could to keep her. I put on a ring on her finger and straightened out my life.  All for her. I should’ve known better. One mistake tore us apart and I don’t know what I can do to salvage what we once had. I knew it wasn’t supposed to last, but if I could make her stay with me once...  I can do it again. Watch me. I love my sweetheart; I’m not losing her again.