Who would have thought that time is our enemy? As we played in the playground and built our fantastic fairytale sand castle, who would have ever thought that time would change all of that? And even later, when we were going to middle school, who would have ever thought that time would become a threat? I definitely didn't, and I can still remember looking up to those adults and adoring what we would become in the future. Oh, if only I had known...
When I now think back, it makes me really sad to think of all the memories I already could have made but I didn't take the chance to. I guess you could say that I took those things for granted, "I still have so much time ahead of me, I'll get that chance anew". But I learned it only now that saying "I can do this later and tomorrow is also enough time" is an absolute wrong way of thinking because with the time comes the change, and way too soon nothing is the way you wished it was. And someday you gonna wake up and find out that the time you thought you had has gone, vanished into nothing and will never come back. But the greatest lie of them all is to say "time heals and repairs everything". Well, it doesn't. And sometimes it hurts so much I wonder if time cuts open more wounds than it heals.
Time's valuable and we will only be okay when we've fully understood the meaning of those two little words.