Repair

I know this is a pretty clichéd subject to write on, but anyway, here it goes. 

I’ve learnt

You can’t repair people

You can try

Days and weeks and months and years

And if, only if it works a bit

You’ll see a new façade

Another sky, a different hue

And calmness concealing the resentful sea

Casketing still, the remnants inside

Waiting for an interlude

To collapse, again

And so,

I’ve learnt

You can’t repair people

You can only try.