YOU ARE READING ( p.s ) Poetry healing. 18 5 0 by keroscene by keroscene Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story We hide our open wounds, slowly rotting together. I wanted to bandage you up just as badly as I wanted my own wounds to heal, but you fell in love with your pain and I fell in love with you ( p.s )