It's often said time heals all wounds - well it has been a year- this wound isn't healed, isn't smaller, hasn't begun to go away. If I had fallen down and skinned my knee- i could understand- as it is, I don’t. There isn't a day I don't wonder, there isn't a day I don't shed a tear, there isn't a day I am not sad.
All I want is to trust again, to laugh again, to smile again.
Maybe it just isn't in the cards I have been dealt