“Your pain is like a knife within my heart. It flows through me as if it were my own. And nothing can I do to make it stop. This heart of mine is heavy as a stone. May father time begin to heal your wounds. A little faster than he usually does. And let soft breezes in to clear your mind. To try to put it back to where it was. Before this nightmare pierced your soul. And left you lying sadly in despair. Your only sin was simply just to love. Another soul who needed your sweet care. What happens now is hard to say. For I am really not that wise. I only know one thing for certain. And that is, true love never dies.”
This is one of the most beautiful poems I ever read. I wanted to share it.