Time Heals.

Been trying,

seems like forever now.

Evades me, 

makes me relive,

those moments,

perhaps, forbidden ones too.

Happiness, sorrow,

treachery, love.

Reeling in my closed eyes.

Revisiting those places,

left far behind.

On a road, 

forgotten, till now.

Laughter still rings,

Cries and screams echo.

Haunt, even.

On an old path,

long gone.

Still feel my heart thumping,

loud and clear.

Still hear the voice calling.

Even feel my feet carrying me,

towards the alluring call.

Warm embrace, cold breath,

fingers entwined. 

Remember the giddy,

heady, overwhelming 

sweet pain. 

A sigh reverberates.

It is all over now. 

Time heals, does it really?

Grey hair, and wrinkles galore,

Yet,

only takes a moment,

to go back to that time.

Where my wounds are still sore,

blood still ebbs, 

and stands my body,

ripped apart from its Soul.