when i got my heart broken for the first time i was told that time would heal me. that time was one day going to make it nothing but a distant memory that i would struggle to piece back together. so for months i waited, and waited, and waited. eventually, i woke up one morning and didn’t feel like i was drowning anymore. it felt as if for once i owned the day and could conquer the impossible. days kept passing and i kept feeling a little more healed. it didn't hurt to be awake anymore, i wanted to get out and do adventurous things with different people. and so i believed i owed it all to time.
nothing but indefinite continued progress
till today..
today i realized that time could also be the worst thing to ever happen to someone. time slowly allows you to grow into the person you are meant to be one day. on a day to day basis we out grow our old habits to adjust to new ones.
but i never thought i’d outgrow you and vice versa.. who would ever think that time could destroy such a beautiful thing. from days to years we’ve always been holding hands, even if its from a far distance. although, today your hand felt farther than usual and somewhat cold. as in if i couldn’t hold it anymore.
so maybe this is what happens when time heals a part of you, it’ll go destroy another. that way it’ll always be indefinite. after healing one part, it’ll destroy another one, but just to heal it all over again.
and so i wonder if time will heal this
if you will become nothing but a distant memory that i will one day struggle to piece back together.
or if time will heal your hand so that i can hold on again.
but now i realize i will always owe it all to time..