time they say heals all wounds
why is it that my mind refuses to believe this
i sit in the crowded room and still feel your absence
i lay in a lonely field and dream of your presence
the overwhelming shadow of you has shrouded my soul
and i cannot go on like this
i want to feel again
i can sense you at every turn
nothing touches me quite as deeply as your fingers across my skin
no one else's hands delve so deeply
there is a road im refusing to go down because you are not on it
life it seems is terrifying w out you there to hold my hand
if only i had known...
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RandomLife is full of hardship, whether it be of your own making or it happening to you, we all go through it. I guess this is just me, going through it. Hope this helps at least one person.
