Remembrance of Things Past
How long can you say you’ve known someone? A relationship begins, it ends. But does it? To some people’s minds it may.
Why? Time. Those that don’t hear the ticking of the clock are fools when it comes to time.
It haunts, plays tricks. One minute, it evaporates and erases all memories. Then, the next? It hits you like a lightening bolt. When it does, it’s so fast, you can’t tell if it’s struck your mind, your heart or both.
How “long” was it? Should I appeal to a calendar? No. There’s more. Quality vs. Quantity? And how to measure the former?
I still know you and yet I don’t. But as my own life continues to move forward, I see glimpses of you. They draw me into the past and allow me to understand you more. If we could still speak! If we could still speak of all the things you told me! I understand them so much better now. I would give anything to turn back that clock and tell you that. It breaks my heart.
I don’t even care that you treated me so terribly. I would only like to have a chance to tell you that I understand. At least a little bit more?
It doesn’t matter so much, I guess. I will remain here, with the thoughts that I do recollect. I do recall your words. Even though they never will be heard by my ears again, I have memorized some of them.
I am now closer to you than ever before.