Time never stops.
No matter the loss we had
No matter the pain we experience
No matter how colourful
Our everyday life is...
Time seems to stop for lovers.
Or sometimes it lingers
Kissing each lover a toxic pause
Letting those lovers bathe a little in what seems like heaven.
Time yet might slow down but never stops.
No matter who you are, what gender, what race, what belief.
Nor does it stop because you are human.
Time ticks it's way continuously without a waste of a breathe, heartbeat, or a tear.
It's what pains us all.
Two once lovers couldn't stop time to figure out what page they were one while one unexpectedly tore the all the pages and skipped to the end. He burned those pages with tears and guilt as he moved onto the next chapter. He wasted no time.
She on the other hand was stuck on the last page they read. She reread the page over and over looking for an error...
She took her time to analyze and seek for the answer to his sudden unknown disappearance.
Yet with time she learned to live and not waste another breathe to just move to the next chapter.
Time..
Time is not a game, nor something temporary.
It'll always be there. It's mingling presence screwing or fixing or bonding people.
Time is so predictably unpredictable.
-lovers who were in different times-
YOU ARE READING
i miss you
Romancei miss you how long do i have to wait till i see you again? like dust floating in the air i will always hope for you through the seasons
