I have been told that its all about time
The end of a relationship…give it time..
Kids growing up..give it time..
Everything…all in good time
How much time?
The space between two breaths, the space between two sunsets, the space between death and birth, or perhaps… the space between denial and acceptance?
Does time just blunt the past?
Or does it create new memories that blur the stories, the memories..?
Is time another measure for acceptance
What about being frozen, becoming numb..
Does time stand still…does it freeze….?