If time is healer
As they always say
Why does  it still hurt
After all these years

The loss of love
Is never replaced
No love is the same
From another’s face

Each love is different
None are the same
So the hurt from a lost love
Still feels fresh through all time

i hate all the things i have done so far
nothing feels right

in my stomach
a peach pit full of dread
a swift shock of fear
a perfectly placed punch
to the softness that sits at my core

listless -
am i lying to myself?
cowering in the corner
creature-like
with hands covering eyes

sorting -
separation of this feeling
from my true center
is taking energy
that i'm unsure i have

I never thought I'd matter
To anyone

Until you
Came along

And changed my perspective
Of the universe

You made me feel
Like I matter

And I'm grateful
For you.

You told me
"You could do better."
But all I could think of was
"Why would I?"