#time changes everyone

I don’t know how I’m ever going to live with myself or anybody else while having this constant unbearable pain of knowing no matter what is said and done now, time’s evil laughter can and will change it all. Now means everything and in a second nothing at all. How am I supposed to live with that? How am I supposed to love with that?

We sat across each other for years, eating what we loved - struggling to eat and share everything we had to say all at once. No number of hours were enough for us, we always wanted more. Today, years later we did the same. The only difference was this time our love was singular - it was only love for food.