LOVE is like a PAPERCUT

Me: There is some sting feeling in my leg.

Mother: Why? What happened.

Me: I don't know. Maybe because of her, (my forefinger pointed at my sister).

My sister: Why me?

Me: You punched my leg last night.

(though I don't even remember where she hit me. That's the way of her telling me she missed me so much. petty quarrel)

It really hurts though I wasn't sure where I got that pain. I was at my jeans and ready to leave when I felt it.

The time I got home, I examined my leg. I was shocked when I saw a papercut. It is 3 inch long. It was my longest paper cut ever. All I thought it was a bruise (I have some everytime I have monthly periods). I tried to figure out where did I get my cut. Flashbacks kept running in my head like a movie being rewound. I couldn't figure it out. I've always been cut many times. I don't know why my skin is so vulnerable (like my heart).

LOVE is like a PAPERCUT, it hurts you with the most simple, unexpected yet painful way. You can't feel anything at first, but as time goes by, it stings. You wish you were more careful. The pain might vanish but the scar stays forever.