All my life I've looked at words as though I was looking at you - fascinating but difficult to comprehend.
And when I thought I was finally starting to understand you, turned out that you had many but three meanings to you; You didn't mean trust, compassion and regret.
Not long before, I carved your name on all that was there to me. Each one of them infused with a different meaning of yours. But now they bleed with contempt and remorse, leaving scars and burns everywhere it touches.
"Smile" - what's that now?
Dec 13, 2020