All you can do is pray, hope all will be well, and somehow someday, they don't fade into the abyss of life, leaving you to question everything.

“Did we light too many matches, turning memories into ashes” . . .

Time is only something we construct as human beings, it's unforgiving, and has no consciousness. Did we do too much, or not enough. Did we care a little too much, was that hug too tight, or did we let go too soon. Tears dry, hearts grow cold.

“Is anybody listening?”

They say time heals all wounds, though those wounds become scars, and scars have memories.

Silent, painful reminders of what selfish, ignorance has led too.
Silent, painful reminders of a time you’ll never get back.
Silent, painful reminders of a distance in time that can longer be reached.

They may think it’s on pause, this other timeline in their own lives,
Without knowing that this other timeline no longer exists as it once was.
It started moving down another path, and just kept moving forward from there.

“just let me be, just let me be”. . .

For nobody has lived this life before, for nobody understands what they are going through, for nobody can relate to them, for they are who they are and they have a point to make.
Where there used to be a reflection they could recognize on the window pane as they glanced outside, all they see now is what is directly ahead of them, ignoring the face staring right back at them, for they are who they are and they have a point to make.

Grapes become sour, and then rotten, eventually you either throw them away, or let them decompose. Either way, time has a way of distancing you from them, if you just let them rot, ignore them, and go on living your life. For they are living theirs, and they are who they are, and they have a point to make.

“Nothing is as it seems”

When they eventually wake up, that once upon a time, will now be just a fairytale, a distant dream. One that can be re read over and over to children across the world. Maybe as a reminder, maybe as most fairytales are for, to tell a story and a lesson to carry and hold onto as how not to be, and what not to do.