This space holds no resentment.
Anguish and despair
were its contents,
thanks to you.
(I thought, in spite
of my longing.)
Time heals, perspective
its gift. Recognition
through introspection.
Memories fade,
the space that held them
nearly gone.
The one-word Daily Prompt from the WordPress Daily Post is cavity.
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sometimes the healing and fading will be excruciatingly slow
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It certainly seemed so at the time.
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powerful
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Thank you. I think the key is that we, as individuals, have the power to find the truth.
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That last stanza…I’m waiting for some of those spaces to be empty myself. We are better off for it when and if we can manage to get there. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
I guess it’s a process… like stages.
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I think there is definitely something about time and perspective.
I like the way your lines or thoughts wrapped around to the next line.
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Thank you, Merril.
Yes, like an evolving perspective?
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Yes, but I suppose not everyone evolves.
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Very nice! This could have been written in too many words, but was instead written in just the right number. “This space holds no resentment.” I like the simple truth in that statement.
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Thank you. I think it’s a better alternative than dwelling on toxic thoughts.
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