I used to heal everything.
But today,
I sat beside the wound
and didn't try to close it.
I held it.
Felt it.
Loved it.
And the pain,
so used to being rejected,
whispered:
> "Thank you… for not abandoning me."
I used to heal everything.
But today,
I sat beside the wound
and didn't try to close it.
I held it.
Felt it.
Loved it.
And the pain,
so used to being rejected,
whispered:
> "Thank you… for not abandoning me."