The last bruises

I looked down at my arm this morning and noticed that where they took all the blood yesterday I have a horrific bruise. My arm literally aches inside. I then realized that it is the very last physical evidence that anything happened. After the bruise disappears, there will be nothing left but a scar hiding under my clothes. I don't know how I feel about that. Part of me wants the bruise to stay, and part of me wants to forget it all. I love you Leo.