heal

As much as love heals

It also breaks when it leaves

The love won’t leave

But the wound will heal

It’ll pain

But it won’t be the same

At the call of the one who remember's their dead lover one is alive despite being dead the perishable body shall only hold onto a few...

Staring at the ruined canvas with colours she detest and forms she'd never digest to view any longer, she slathered fresh hues to cover...

let it flow through you, acknowledge it, the suffering shall also have place in your thoughts now Eventually will give root to wisdom and...

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