Much Mush

…But romantic neverthless. Found this poem somewhere on the internet and thought of sharing with you all here. Here goes:

What Matters to Me

Time is the only healer, but I guess,

I am still to walk that road.

I still feel warm and loved I confess,

When I think about those words I wrote to you.

Yes, I do wonder what you must’ve thought,

Wonder, if you saw things from my point of view.

And I can’t just keep that heart back at its place,

Or pack my bags and just walk away.

But it doesn’t matter now, I am sure.

You are living your life, so lovely, so happy,

And that’s all that matters to me.