Time
Four letters of cruelty
Four letters of beauty
Time

I never asked for much
Just something that would have kept me going
Something that would've sustained what little sanity I had within me
I asked for you.

It's sad, how you want to keep moving back
Back to how we were
Back to those times when our breaths wouldn't affect our hearts so much.
But I wanted the cruelty of loving you.
I wanted the pain of waiting
the hate of the distance between us.

You wanted nothing of it and promises were made into shards of broken memories of what could've been.
Time is always so cruel.
Because this time, it wasn't ours.