There were times
When there was someone,
To heal my wounds, to comfort me with words,
To care for me when I was hurt.
Time passes, things end.
People changes, so did I.
Heartbreaks, sadness, losses...
Made me strong and stronger,
Without any pauses.
The present times are hard too.
There are wounds but none to heal.
None to comfort, none to care.
It but heals on its own, in its own steady pace.
There were times, when I feared loss.
Things have changed so much for me,
That I am happy, more than ever.
For now, I have none to lose...
Copyright Shaheen Akhtar.
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