It doesn’t pain anymore

It doesn’t sting anymore

It doesn’t ache anymore

I have learned so much that I don’t know anymore

Yet the numbness is there

The scars are there but not the wound

The fire is still present but not the spark that ignited it

I don’t miss you anymore but I miss missing you

I don’t miss you anymore, I still hide the truth

I loved that flower too much that instead of picking it up, I left it all alone

The labor of my love will bear fruits no more