Faith
Souls lost, what remains? At what cost will love regain?
Feelings gone, but somehow there. No understanding. Is it fair?
Peace of mind, now within. Warmth and sanity slowly sinks in.
Right or wrong, changes come. Adjusting is easier for some.
Change is hard, no matter what. To pretend would hurt too much.
Saying and feeling are two different things. Being afraid of what it might bring.
More pain is a possibility, but you chance it for compatibility.
Working at it takes two. Am I ready for this? Are you?
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