Sometimes I wish I was enough for you.

Enough for you to stay.

Enough for you to not wander away.

They say time heals all.

I know it doesn't.

You just don't remember.

You don't remember how happy you get when you see him.

You don't remember how you feel when you talk to him.

You don't heal, you just don't remember, don't be reminded of it.

There are times that I deceive myself.

Thinking I'm feeling better, wounds are closing.

But when I start remembering again,

Am I really?

Am I really doing well?

Or am I just hiding the truth.

Am I "healing"?

Or am I just not remembering.

I keep trying to be fine, but I'm just not.

How I feel...