People say time heals all yet no matter the seconds to the minutes of each hour that makes up a day for the weeks in a month of each year that passes by doesn’t heal a thing.
I’ll be fine and then out of no where something will trigger a memory of what once was but will never be again.
And I’ll remember I’m alone it’s just me left here hurting.
Having to pretend I’m okay knowing I’m broken and forever will be…
