Time never heals heartfelt wounds, the abrasions that lingers long after the inflict, for time just put layers of sediments on top of the contusion, befooling the mind about its existence. Until a zephyr from the south comes with the long lost love fragrance, sweeping away all the layers of ostentatious comfort deposited over time, rushing the old yore out. And you stand there looking at the gore thinking what has got you this time around
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Time might just make you immune, that’s all that I have gathered so far!
True that. But that immunity goes away when the reminisce reappears 😊
truly said. time just ‘heals’ the wounds, not make us ‘forget’ them. but maybe the wounds are our part of life and maybe i treasure them equally as the happiest moments of my life.
Thank you for for reading so beautifully. And I love your attitude.
oh this rings so true to the poem I wrote sometime back ” Time never heals” . Beautifully written.
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