I am torn
Between the missing and the hurting
The ache you left is still hollow and
I don’t know if time actually heals all wounds or if it just fills them
With one part pretending and seven parts regret and
The mountain of words that is rotting in my belly
Just waiting to erupt from my tired throat
I am torn
Between my heart and my mind
If I don't cage up my thoughts
All they do is wander back to you
My skin tells me that you will be back soon
But this skin has never touched you
It’s been too long
I have since scrubbed you out of my pores and
Washed you away from my sheets
Taken you down from my shelves and
Tucked you away from the light
But when I close my eyes at night they remember
The way your voice tasted when you laughed
I am torn
Between love and resentment
Sappy is sticking to me like a band-aid and
I’m too chicken to rip it off
I’m too stubborn to let myself forget because
If I forget that we existed,
If you never hold my eyes again,
If I let you slip through the cracks,
What will I have
Then
It is a question that I won’t let myself answer
Consider this
Time heals all
Wounds but in the healing
Wounds