Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
— Henry van Dyke
I start missing you the moment you untangle yourself from my arms
So if you can’t stay, walk away slowly. Rip the plaster off bit by bit, piece by piece. Because I’d rather feel that than nothing at all.