Time can be the greatest friend, yet biggest betrayer. It generously gives what seems like glimpses and instances of happiness while later lingering painstakingly with occasions of hurt and sadness. A continuous, cyclical exchange; as it gives, it takes until the very end when we ask with apprehension, "Where has time gone?"
The broken heart you left behind eventually mended and healed, but the scarring that holds the pieces together will never feel and can never be touched. Wall constructed, defenses on high, my life is no longer focused on matters of the heart. It is consumed with finding freedom and happiness that were once denied.