Lovers to distant memories

Saturday June 25 2022

2:55PM

How quickly we go from lovers to distant memories. How fast time flies, indistinguishable from the year to come. It seems that we are indeed on a floating rock, both physically and emotionally. The moments that we spend in love seem to never last, they take hold of us and throw us in a whirlpool of emotions, then dump us right back on our doorsteps. We wake up one day, with years having flown by, and can't recall where the time went. Where does time even go once it's spent? Sure it's lost in the past, but what about the emotions, those memories? How do they just get jumbled in our everyday thoughts, left with only a remnant. Is there a place we can take and leave this pain, the truth is there isn't. People don't really move on, or simply forget. We are an accumulation of everything we've ever been through, ever felt. So to answer my question above, where does time go? Well it seems that it builds upon our existence, adding continuous layers of experience. That's why when we want to forget, we cannot simply destroy a part of us that once was. Similarily, when we hope that we could spend just one more day with our loved ones, we are in fact with them everyday. Every breathe is a connection. But I can't deny the truth of the matter, the speed at which our hearts connect and disconnect. How we go from nights cuddled up under a blanket with our breathes autonomous, to measly hello's through text, days gone by without a goodnight into the darkness, and eventually leftover pictures we never seem to forget.