Even if Death does not steal those you love,
Time slowly inserts wedges between lives,
Driving people further apart
Time deadens the ache you feel for friends.
It numbs the pain of missing them.
Time gives you certain experiences
That are not shared with those far away.
Time hands you moment after moment
Until your hands are overflowing with seconds,
So that you must drop some memories, cut some ties,
To hold them all.
But that is just the nature of time-
It moves ever on.
So do people.
One by one, birds fly away.
It is not in their nature to stay.