My Dearest Scar

How many days should pass
So I could feel relief?
How many months should pass
So I could breathe free?

My dearest love, my deepest scar
From love to pain
Through poor hoping heart
Should I feel for you again?

You brought me warmth
You gave me a sense of home
I thought it’s love
But everything’s gone

You left a deep wound in my heart
A long still bleeding scar
And I cannot move on
Please, just let me go

It’s killing me
Still hurting deep
I wish to be
For you, my friend

But you’re not here
You are somewhere else
For me forever dear
But I’m not in your space

I thought we were like Jones and Dunn
But this story was gone
Reflecting in those lines I wrote
And wished to be loved

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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