Who am I? Vs who I am.

I saw my feelings on your heart when I caused you pain. When the times came I chose not to fix it. The scars that became tattoos on your heart are the very scars I bear on my heart. This kind of love is what haunts me today. Never say you “Feel my pain” to me. Imagine being your own worst enemy. Some day you’ll understand these things I speak about. They say the eyes are “windows to the soul” stare at me & you will see my soul. Heartache became my best friend before love came knocking.
(A puzzle piece that was never meant to fit in)