time hurts

it is both agonizing and sweet,

wonderful and evil

I hate it when good things come to an end

moving on always hurts

it's tough and raw

uncomfortable and scary

I know its necessary but it still hurts

bittersweet are those moments when your friend has to leave

he's off to better things but you know you will miss him

the good times, the times you fought and suffered

it all exists in the memory

the past has my fun and the future has uncertainty and doubt

I can only wait to see how else things will change