Lover’s scars, they come without drawn blood but

Lover’s scars, they come without drawn blood but a wound to the heart. It’s just a time bomb waiting to blow. She goes mad with agony inside never knowing why. She thinks about him even when he’s not on her mind. He shot her dead on with a spectral bullet. Shot through the heart but no wound to be found. Even after penetration she never fell down. She stood tall and proud just waiting for that one cloud to cover the sun so she could hide from the world. She never thought anyone would find the shrapnel. She thought it’d be left inside forever until her savior at once came to be. He wiped away the cloud and said “no more hiding, it’s all said and done; embrace the warmth of our generous sun”