never again will my heart skip a beat i'll forget everything from your fingertips to your feet deep wounds never really heal too many hours of lost time do they steal only to reveal that the memories never really leave and a part of us will forver grieve even when we are too old to remember anymore we'll still carry a sense that we lost something we once longed for
Written years ago when I realised that even when you get over the loss of someone, the hole they leave remains