I can wipe away the tears from my eyes, but I can’t wipe away the pain in my heart.
I can dry my face, take a deep breath and pretend that I’m okay.
I can smile when people ask how I’m doing, but none of that means the pain has gone.
Because some pain doesn’t live in my eyes.
It lives deeper in the quiet moments, in the memories, in the empty spaces where someone I love used to be.
I can wipe away every tear that falls, but I can’t erase the reason those tears keep coming.
I can learn to live with the silence, I can learn to carry the memories.
I can even learn to smile through the heartache, but I will never stop missing you.
The tears may eventually dry, but the love for you remains, and sometimes the deepest love I carry is the love that hurts the most.
5 Likes
Beautiful words.
1 Like