My hand with the scar

There is a scar on my right arm
The same shape as the one in my heart
The way you damaged me
Pressured me into doing something I couldn't understand
And I didn’t feel any connection each time we held hands
You never really introduced me to your heart
Maybe it's because the way you speak makes your reflection distorted
And maybe I question if we'd be better of being apart
Someday I suppose
I’ll understand every little thing you [?]
My heart says I'm concerned for you but my mind ells I'm not good enough and I guess it's true
I've always seen you as a person I can grow up with
Although you're precious and you make it seem like life is easy
You've told me you love me [?]
It's funny how breaking my heart make you [?]
When in reality you left me to [?]
I say all these poems are about you but you aren’t that important
I’m sorry for expecting you to remember I was hurt I thought you knew
Now I feel like the time I have left with you Is shortened
[?]
Kick me out the door and wasting my time
Today I woke up with cold sheets in an empty bed
I felt so completed without you
Now that you're finally out of my mind
My blinds are still closed and [?]
And my phone had notifications from you
And you [?]
[?] And I felt alone still
I don’t want you
But I can't on how I feel without you
Now I've moved on I'm in darkness without you
And I still question if the reason you hurt me lies beyond the stars
But for now I have a slight explanation from my hand and the scars