I thought time healed most wounds,
Yet my blood is red and pouring still.
My heart is being forced with staples,
To keep the smile I'm known for.
I'd wish for any scenario,
That involves our eyes locking.
Whether loving, suffering, burning or screaming,
I just want to see your face.
I'd wish you said no,
Then I could suffer easier.
Instead I'm left with tears
And consequences of our love.
May 29, 2023
May 29, 2023 at 7:49 AM UTC
I thought time healed most wounds,
Yet my blood is red and pouring still.
My heart is being forced with staples,
To keep the smile I'm known for.
I'd wish for any scenario,
That involves our eyes locking.
Whether loving, suffering, burning or screaming,
I just want to see your face.
I'd wish you said no,
Then I could suffer easier.
Instead I'm left with tears
And consequences of our love.
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