Aug 2, 2025
I walked excitedly with my cousins to the sea.
The air was fresh.
The sky, a pretty dark blue.
Kids, boys, families
swimming around, laying on the sand.
I could see a mist near the streetlights.
I smiled, watching them play with the waves.
Some of them rolled their pants up
to step in.
And right there,
it hit me.
I could no longer be so carefree.
Because as soon as I roll those pants up,
everyone will see.
These scars.
So I stayed back and watched.
Watched them laugh.
Watched the view.
Feeling... ruined
That I could never be that girl anymore.
That these scars are stopping me
from living in the moment.
No tears.
Just silence.
And a lump in my throat.
