Is there a cure?

Is there a cure

for the heart’s strange habit

of keeping alive

what life already buried?

Is there a cure

for loving someone

in places

where they no longer exist?

Is there a cure

for the ache

that arrives quietly

when everyone thinks you're fine?

Is there a cure

for a goodbye

that ended the story

but not the feeling?

Is there a cure

or does the heart simply

grow around

the wound it cannot forget?