The Lethality of TIme

explanation kills the art

He left my heart aching for weeks, 

sometimes unconsciously, 

sometimes as loud as thunder. 

And there came a point, 

where I grew tired of the feeling. 

So I tried to drown it, 

in anything, 

anyone. 

Then one night, 

when all of my desperate efforts had failed, 

it hit me with the hardest blow: 

that it couldn’t ever be the same. 

Days and then months grew between us, 

the kind of time that turns people into strangers.