Time is a cruel thing

Time is a cruel thing.

It turns enchanting moments that seem infinite

into ephemeral memories.

Then it starts to get quicker.

Parts of your childhood die

right before your eyes.

And you don’t even realise

until the present can only be

reached in a dream,

and a fervour becomes a heart-scald.

The time given to us appears to get shorter,

knowing each day isn't one more, but one less.

It feels so scary getting older,

 Time is cruel to us all.

Kádár Anita IX. R