The dreams keep coming. Reconciliation. Falling in love.
Was I ever out of love?
But I wake up and realize how much I was hurt, how the anger still clings to me, little thorns digging in and growing roots. I don't know if I can ever stop being angry and hurt except in those dreams. Those dreams that make me ache and wish to go back.
Why does this still hurt?
Time heals nothing. Time only blurs memories and confuses things.
Was I ever out of love?
But I wake up and realize how much I was hurt, how the anger still clings to me, little thorns digging in and growing roots. I don't know if I can ever stop being angry and hurt except in those dreams. Those dreams that make me ache and wish to go back.
Why does this still hurt?
Time heals nothing. Time only blurs memories and confuses things.
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