It’s about Time

How could you?
How could you treat me so badly?
You abused me.
You misused me.
Took advantage of me.

And yet I was there for you.
I was there
For you to hold.
For you to love.
Whatever you needed.

I was there
But now I am goneโ€”
I could not wait.
I am Time,
And your time is up.


TBT, October 23, 2001
ยฉ 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

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