I remember a time in my life where "time" never meant anything
It was just a number
A soulless object hanging on a wall
There's a time when your born and a time when you die
It flows endlessly
It's the motion of the earth spinning around turning night into day
I used to ignore time and not pay attention to it's existence
But as I grew, it became more important
Time holds all of my memories with her
From my very first to my last
Time is loved but it is also hated it speaks of many things
Things like pain and stress
It also speaks of happier things like love and excitement
It ages you and wrinkles your skin
Even all the damages time gave her she was still beautiful
Her eyes held a certain sincerity
While her smile filled me with warmth
She embodied beauty entirely
Time is precious but it is also poisonous
It gave her a sickness that's almost impossible to fix
Time became a weapon used as a reminder that it's almost up
The sand fell fastly
With each new second an hour of her life turned into ashes
Moments and memories only last so long with the help of time
I long to see her again And feel her arms wrapped around me
Time killed her but it also gave her life
Leaving me unable to truly despise it
Time created her and allowed me to be able to meet her
Time is undeniably beautiful but it is also very ugly
Time leaves a bittersweet taste behind
Time holds her in a box sitting on a shelf
Dusty with tears and an awful reminder that she's gone forever And I'm left to miss her for eternity<3 dedicated to my beloved grandmother <3
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