“Time”

Time is one of the eeriest things to ever exist. Every second that ticks by is gone forever. No redos, restarts, or do overs… because even if you do the past will never TRULY disappear. It still happened and memory keeps it alive. Death of all who have been associated with is the only thing that can rid it indefinitely. One of the most bizarre sayings I ever heard about time, was “Time Heals All Wounds!”… WHAT bullshit. All injuries, physical or mental, leave evidence behind. A scar, a change in behavior or personality, etc… BUT even if that counts as healing… some things you can never get better from. Like, grief. It’s permanent torture. Especially the closer you are to the person. There’s levels to the agony. Friends. Parents. Grandparents. Siblings. Child. Oh man, child. I’ve lost that one. It’s by far the worst. That bond and connection is unique and is something like nothing else could be! The shock and intensity of the sharp pain may dull ever so slightly into a constant ache… leaving behind an everlasting discomfort that lingers on until you leave this chapter of life. But time never heals that wound. That pain remains relentlessly. Severely. Never ending. Better and worse intermittently… depending on intrusive thoughts, memory quantity that day, anniversaries, triggers, reminders, etc…. Time.