Our hearts are perpetually
suspended
in a time
that flows around us.
And our ghosts pin us to our sins,
while we yearn to be the person
we were a second ago.
Though our heart are
full of ashes and smoke
of loves we have burned with us.
We still hopelessly wish to be with the one
that we have destroyed.
We live in the distance
that no apologies can cover.
A distance
that many suffer
but only few endure.
The Whys Woman
Walk along with me
I have Malignant Melanoma, my son had Testicular Cancer
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The only impossible journey in life is you never begin!! ~Tanvir Kaur
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Life is the journey, not the destination.
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Love this line, “while we yearn to be the person we were a second ago.” Well put.
Thank you 🙂 😀
This one reminded me of someone..Thanks for sharing.😀
Makes me happy that it could remind you of someone.
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