It has been over 4 years, yet it still hurts
It has been over 4 years, yet I still flinch
It has been over 4 years, yet I still have nightmares
It has been over 4 years, yet I am still healing
I'm still walking on eggshells
It has been over 4 years, yet it still hurts
It has been over 4 years, yet I still flinch
It has been over 4 years, yet I still have nightmares
It has been over 4 years, yet I am still healing
I'm still walking on eggshells
It feels as if it were a movie, replaying scenes I vaguely recognize.
Those scenes are memories. I only wish they were from a movie, but they are from a life I wish I could forget. In a split second, the memories come flooding in; the long and gone feelings have resurfaced and remind me that everything was real.