After all is said and done

Time heals all wounds,

it erases the past,

and makes way for the future.

I remember those words you spoke,

the warming embrace you gave,

and the tears that left both our eyes,

finding one another on the ground.

Time,

Time is a cruel mistress.

She has locked us away and thrown away the key.

A clear cage with a clear outside,

but no escape.

She doesn't taunt us,

or interfere,

she is but an aimless observer,

stuck in the role we have provided.

Time did not always have this control,

nor was she always,

she came when we saw her,

and decided then and there to never leave.

Now we stare and wonder,

how long we can spend in this cage,

for all of its flaws it still comforts us,

and Time's presence keeps us wanting to stay.

We are afraid to see this outside world,

it is unknown,

it is unattainable,

the way we exist now.

Though Time is truly the one who is alone,

alone in a world surrounded by those afraid of her presence,

whose only comfort comes from anything that isn't Time.

I hate her,

but without her I wouldn't be,

She gave me purpose at the cost of taking it away.

For as long as I live,

I shall remember,

the scene of lost,

yet it will be all I have in the end.

My dear I promise you this,

for as long as I live I will not forgot,

all that you were,

and all that we became.

But I dread the day that I must go,

for any who knows me,

will not know how you truly were.

You do not die when your body is all but gone,

You die when Time forgets to remember you.