Trust. Something I've been scared of with men thanks to you, But now I have a new best friend who helps me through. Love. Something I thought we had, Maybe platonic, But it still ended so sad. Thoughts. They'll never stop, I assumed I'd just move on, But it's so hard to believe you are really gone. Life. Life goes on with every breath, Every move, With or without you. Time. They say time heals all wounds, And a wound is what you are, Healing beneath my skin, While I search the world I live in. Search*. Searching it what I'm doing, Finding a new me, A me I *trust and love, A me where I can think and live freely. A me where in time I know I'll find it.