Time
When did the time come when I noticed you changing?
Why didn't I stop and ask what was going on?
Why did the time have to come for you to leave me?
Why didn't I stop and notice everything change?
I have lost everyone I have grown to love.
I changed job to fix things and make things work with you.
I had a good thing go but time changed that.
Three months.
Three amazing months.
That's all I had.
You gave years.
Horrible years as you said.
Emotionally abusing you.
Leaving emotional scars.
But still better than what I could offer.
You planned to off yourself.
You were alone and sad.
I was nothing but an escape for the dark.
But to me.
God, to me you were it.
You were everything I was looking for.
You were the light in my darkness.
You were my lifesaver.
You saved me from drowning.
Then when you left.
God, when you left it broke me.
People could tell the change
"It will heal over time"
There is that time word again.
But why does it mean so much to me?
Time was something I noticed you didn't have.
My time with you was gone and hers was back.
I hope this time it works.
Just so you won't message me when I have finally moved on from you.
Just so I can just let go and be happy again.
Kinda like I was when I was with you.
God damn where did the time go?
I want to go back and bring you back into my life.
Looks like I'll never get there again.
Maybe it will be better for you this time around.
