Seeing the parallel lines, neat and all, the redness lingers nearby as it started to heal- first it bleeds, then it stops. It then becomes neutral and starts to heal, slowly but surely.

It takes time and patience.

Just like when my heart is bleeding, my mind is torn- first it bleeds, then it stops. It then becomes neutral and starts to heal, slowly but surely.

It takes time and patience and it's something about seeing it heal, which weirdly heals a part of me; piece by piece.