Time heals all wounds

 They say "Time heals all wounds"

They may be right all along...

But who's to say how deep a wound goes?

Who's to decide for you and for me?

Who exactly should say? One way or another

Your sister, your brother, your mother

Does one person bleed more or less than?

You or me: than any other?

Does the type of wound change things?

A wounded heart: hurts on the inside?

Cannot be seen yet still it hurts...

A lesser hurt may abide...

To fester and grow: nobody else can know

Who decides? Who should understand?

Only someone who has experienced it too...

They may feel the pain with you...

I only know that love rules...

Love is the way to heal a hurt...

Love is the way to bind a wound...

Love is the way to seal and sear...

Love conquers all: even our fear...