Dear Time; Always Too Soon

A sigh of relief.

Finally,

I’d been waiting for so long.

Finally,

I turn around and oh-

Everything’s moving too fast.

The realization

Nothing is going to be the same anymore.

It will always be too soon.

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This is the last part of a trilogy of Time. (First time writing connected poems; does it or can it work like that?)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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