Poem: To be/ See

What happen to my pain.

It used to live close by.

Now it seems to have gone.

Have I moved pass the hurt?

Has it gotten better, and my eyes just do not see.

The storm has come and gone, yet I never got wet.

My heart no longer sees the things that cannot be.

It only holds the truth that stands between you and me.

I guess that is all left to see.