Loves Scars Poem by Phil Soar

I bear the scars of loves gone by
Etched on the surface of my broken heart
I always gave it everything
And yet it appears that my everything lacked substance
The very nature of my indulgence haunts me
Makes me want to forget any romantic skills I think I have
To never want to be tempted again
I may give up trying
I might lose my willingness to seek happiness
Although I am sure that someone WILL catch my eye
And the scars may hurt a little less

Until that moment comes, my heart will ache