I’m sorry I didn’t understand how to love slowly,
It’s a shame you didn’t have the patience to show me.
Can i tell you a little secret?
one that will leave your skin dancing?
You are the glass cup, & everything you put into it is everything else.
Nothing lasts forever, Nothing but time.
Everything dies eventually, everything but silence.
We all know wounds heal, the deeper the cut the longer it drys. After months we’ll be fine but the scar is left there, with us.
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