Maybe

Maybe one day even these scars will fade.  Time passes quickly now, more quickly than it ever did before.  Hours blur as shadows flit across the ground, driven by the unceasing motion of the earth about the sun.  Days turn into weeks and weeks blend into months until one day you wake up and it's no longer summer, winter, spring, fall.  Everything comes with a certain sense of peace, an absolute in the calamity that is this world.  The walls of this tiny room don't move, don't change.  The clutter on the floor is growing, waiting to be boxed up and moved to a new place, a new time, a new life.

With each new life comes new adventure.  Bright, fragrant joy.  Deep, bitter anguish.  Every emotion is fresh and new because it is like nothing you have experienced before, as even the familiar becomes transformed.  One day you forget to eat, the next to sleep, a third you miss an appointment.  And even as these old familiars fall apart, as life itself is restructured grandly before you, new concepts become ingrained.  A smile at the sun and an embrace of the rain begins each morning.  A kiss blown at the moon and a blessing whispered into the wind draw each night to a close.

What was once daunting becomes commonplace and everything that had seemed familiar drifts steadily into the realm of light, nostalgic dreams.  Dreams that carry us back and leave us in confusion upon waking, no alarm, no noise, no brilliance having stirred us from sleep, but simply the featherlight touch of memory.  A cool reminder upon the cheek that this can never last, that it too shall pass, that nothing is forever and not even the most beautiful of sensations can promise to still be there in a day, a year, a century.

Different light shines on your skin and the contrast it presence initially becomes something you are accustomed to.  It shelters you and gently transforms what was into what is and will later make it what will be.  The fluidity of time is elegant and blissful.  It is as though the memory vanishes for a moment then returns, to a life completely different, people who were once just strangers, memories that you never thought would fade into the past.

Maybe you can just remember, or dream, or fall back to how life used to be.  But one day there is no choice but to wake up.  And then it is as though it never was.  Maybe.