
Time doesn’t heal all wounds
It just teaches us to carry them differently
In the hunch of your shoulders
The weight of your sighs
The way your laughter
Never quite reaches your eyes
You become a master of disguise
Pretending the ache is gone
That the scar doesn’t throb
Because the world doesn’t stop for the wounded
No, time doesn’t erase the memories
The weight of heartbreak
Of disappointment
Of dreams that shattered before they even began
But it teaches us to keep moving
To keep breathing
To keep living
Even when the hurt never really fades

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