Picking at my scabs 

Trying to satisfy the itch 

Scrubbing at the surface 

Resurrecting what lies below 

Flashes of her beauty

The memories unfairly buried

Once captured and placed 

Somethings you can’t erase

the Barking and the snores

Welcome homes and good nights

Torment with every scratch 

A story for every bandage 

The sutures are so rugged 

My fingertips relive the journey

I’m grateful for this feeling 

May these be the last 

And if I ever forget your face 

I know how to find you