Time heals, right?
Those burning eyes from tears,
those curled down lips,
the ache of a heart.
Time heals.
The hand without someone to hold,
the room missing a person,
the sleepless nights.
Does time heal?
Like a tissue for the tears,
a friend for loneliness,
a sleeping pill for the night.
Really, does time give that?
Giving the heart someone to beat for,
bringing joy to a miserable life,
getting someone to smile again.
Or is time supposed to make me forget?
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What I've Never Told You ✔
Poetry❝why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?❞ ➢ a collection of poetry ∙ ∙ ∙ I stopped writing. There was no real reason for it, but for some reason, I just did. No words on paper anymore, no way to let my thoughts out. I kept eve...
