I sit in silence
Because the sound of the birds are more pleasant
Than the sound of my running mouth
Complaining about all the things I couldn't do
But that takes away time from all the things I could do
And lets not forget all the things I should do,
Because  we can't forget about the future.
Time is no longer precious
But time is so precious
Time is hated by many
Time is everything.
Think about yesterday, today , and tomorrow
We have to survive.
But today is so precious
And tomorrow would be so lovely
If it wasn't for time.
Time makes deadlines
And time makes meetings
Time makes me late
And time makes things old, rugged, no longer desired
Time can be precious,
But
Time
Is
Ticking
Away.

even if I screamed until my throat went sore and punched everything in my way til my knuckles bled; even if I ran a million miles when my lungs gave up on me 999,999 miles ago and even if I scribbled across every page of my favourite book until the stab marks began to fade and even if I beat myself up everyday until my body became permanently numb; even if I stared at old pictures of us til my eyes were on the verge of blindness and even if I cut my wrists with pieces of broken glass that resemble my heart-

it would NEVER compare to how hurt I am and how sorry I am and how much I want to tell you how I feel but I can't because it just wouldn't be fair

and I know you've moved on but that's something I'm trying to teach myself how to do because no love will ever compare to the way I felt with you

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