If pain was ice, I’d use fire to melt it off. but pain is the fire itself and no amount of water in the world can extinguish the burning deep inside..
Sometimes,
a moment of negligence,
a little indifference,
pains.
Sharp words,
like a knife
pain.
She smiles for you;
you call her
permanently sullen,
it pains.
She talks to you;
you behave deaf,
it pains.
She tells you why it pains;
you say you have no energy to argue.
It pains.Suppose she were not there for you?
Would it pain?
