Bandits Of Time.

As time moves on,
We move  forward.
But our love remains stationary.
Some may say needless,
Emotions alive within us.
However, they are unable to manifest.
So much time has passed,
Yet it's still not the right time.
We can not be upset,
Anger will get us nowhere,
Regret will only slow us down.
Instead, let us bask in the light that radiates from memories made,
For they will soon be extinguished,
Let us be warmed by their embers.
It was not our time,
And if it shall never be, I have made my peace with it.
We cheated time and stole a few seconds,
A few minutes,
A few hours,
A few days,
A few weeks,
A few months.
And even after this cruel realisation dawned on us, we still stole from time.
Our thieving days are at an end my dear.
I will only ever share with you time that is ours.
Till then, and even if it is never,  my dear I pray for you happiness, and I pray you find yourself.  Never feel lost again.

Yours always,
Ade.