The Comfort of a Frightening Truth.

My hands outstretched, and my eyes squinting towards the horizon, and in this instant I realize the mortality of Time and how I can never get any seconds back. And although this empirical truth is frightening and unsettling, I am wrapped up in the comforting truth that every instant I spent with you, although transient, is stuck in the stone of which our decisions are transposed which will remain with us for all of eternity.