If it hurts it’s meant to teach,
a lesson that bad experiences preach.
Tomorrows yearn leaves the present within reach.
I can’t help, but to wonder how a fixed heart sleeps.
Since a broken heart seems to over think.
Leaving me awake to relive it all in my mind.
Replaying conversations , changing dialogue and past troubles to fit the reality I wish was mine.
by: jasmine aka beyondalleyes