I remember the days where I couldn't get out bed. I barely had motivation to do anything. My only friends was the couch and my bed. I wanted to forget the pain of having lost you.
I wasn't ready to let go of you.
I avoided people. I didn't want to be known as the one who lost you. So I hid from everyone.
I thought time was to blame. I regretted all the times I put off spending time with you because of other things I thought I had to do. I took everything for granted.
I remember how selfish I felt after your death. But there was nothing I could do. It was already done.
I used to think that time was a thief.
It took me a long time to realize how wrong I was. Time may seem cruel to everyone but it's reality. It does not stop for anyone. The only thing that time doesn't change is our memories.
Time doesn't just take. Time gives before it takes. Time is a gift that we were given from the start, and it's up to us how to use our time.
I will always remember the time I spent with you. That alone is a treasured gift to me. I don't regret the past anymore. Now I'll use my time to be with my family and friends.
Now I'll use my time to start a new chapter. In that new chapter, I'll move forward .