Band-Aids

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me.

Whoever said this was lying.

The pain is excruciating.

You said you loved me; why are you treating me like an enemy?

I thought we were friends...

Thanks to you, I’m drowning in my blood.

And there’s only one object strong enough to stop the bleeding...

It’s love.

“Above all, maintain an intense love for each other, since love covers a multitude of sins.”

1 Peter 4:8 (HCSB)