The thing about pain
Is it won’t last forever
And it kills you right now,
But with time it gets better,
The thing about scars,
Is they all start to fade,
Until nothing is left,
Of the cuts that were made,
The thing about today,
Is there’s always tomorrow,
And if you can’t find your smile,
I have one you can borrow,
The thing about help,
Is beside you it stands,
But it won’t know it’s needed,
Unless you reach out your hand,
The thing about love,
Is you can’t feel its touch,
Until you let someone know,
That this world is too much.
~e.h
-B
(I know we don’t talk but after years of knowing you, I’m scared you have no one that checks in on you. You don’t have to answer, I just hope you read this and understand the literature. You are beautiful! Stay healthy and stay happy please. I miss you!)
