TLC

I begged for a cure
And all I got was a question

As the only thing that came to me
When I cried over you
Was “Why?”

I told myself
That an answer was all I needed

I convinced myself
That an answer would heal me

I lied to myself
That an answer would make everything better

But I promise you
This Question
Will only cause more pain

As the side effects
Of this pill
Are worse than any symptom
Of the infection

We need not know “Why”
Because we need to know
We’re not sick

You can wonder
But it will do no good

For time heals all wounds
For space cures all ailments
For this pain will not kill you
And the answer will not save you