Apr 2016
Every once in a while,
I put my hand on my heart,
When I feel it hurting,
And I tell it not to worry -
I reassure it that all the scars
It often collects
Will one day be healed.
I put my hand on my heart,
When I feel it hurting,
And I tell it not to worry -
I reassure it that all the scars
It often collects
Will one day be healed.
-just being honest
