I have no one to talk to, and no one I feel I am trying to find meaning in this nonsensical paradox, with my heart on fire, I am constantly trying to heal.
When most people don’t know what real agony is, some of us live on the hope that “someday things might get better”, being not really sure if they ever will.
We’re so busy trying to move on and living our lives, that we sometimes forget to appreciate how far we’ve come, how well our wounds healed, and that somewhere along the journey, we’ve learned to let go.
