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Every time you say things that you used to say,

or do things you used to do,

it’s like putting salt on old wounds.

They never heal,

and they are always vulnerable,

to bleed again.

It took me so long to heal.

You changed,

things got better, gradually.

But once in a while,

you’ll say a word,

or move in some way,

that opens these old wounds.

You may not notice it,

but the more you do it,

the more salt you pour,

on these open, bleeding wounds.

I know you don’t mean to,

because no one can completely change.

Everyone slips.

Everyone makes mistakes.

Everyone has wounds,

that just won’t heal.

You’re not the only one.

I even find myself doing things,

or saying things,

I know I shouldn’t.

And I end up pouring salt,

on my own wounds.

Yes it’s painful.

Yes it hurts.

But I just have to learn,

to move on.

I’ll heal someday,

and so will you.



~*~ Jill ~*~