Há de Sarar
MARO
It Will Heal
I know that poorly managed expectation can kill
I know the fault is mine
The truth is I thought it would change
It was two steps forward
And then eight back
I know silence is consent
But my silence asks to stay
I know that, one day, the wound will heal
And I know that the farewell, even cold, is to accept
It was two steps forward
And then eight back
I know silence is consent
But my silence asks you to stay
