Some say that time heals most,
But the truth is, it makes it worse.
When they're gone they leave you bleading;
A part of you leaving. Forever
Sometimes there is a stitch to help it,
And that is bound to leave a scar.
That scar staying with you.
Sometimes that scar makes you stronger,
But sometimes not.
Sometimes that scar witll leave you,
And make someone else bleed.
And so the chain begins.
Heartache, longing wishing;
For them to come back.
To tell that what you would
If they were there, here
By your side when things get tough.
So what will you do?
Will that scar make you stronger?
Or will you be consumed with teh forever bleeding?