The scars you gave me

This universe has a language
That the world we live in uses
But it's not made of 26 letters
It's made of scars and bruises
It doesn't write it's words on paper
It writes upon our skin
So many dots and dashes
That we can't tell where they begin
We don't understand this language
That the world we live in speaks
So we mistake it's poems and proses
As a sign of being weak
We hate our scars and bruises
Hide them so no one sees
Instead of stating proudly
"Look at what you just did to me"
A lot of scars and bruises
Will slowly fade away
But there would always be a few
That you'll make sure stay
Savour those scars and bruises
For if I wait for enough time
I think I'll find someone with enough faith and love
To decipher every line