Forgotten

Who’s time did we borrow?
When I cut you out of my life, out of every hour and every second, every missed sunrise and waited for sunset, there wasn’t any time missing
How can my life still be complete?
I should be missing days at a time, entire memories and events should have been completely erased.
And while I don’t remember you, your lips on my skin, I’m missing nothing.
I have everything I started with and every thing I learned without you in between
I once thought I couldn’t live without you and now I can’t recall your name.

I wonder if someone else is missing time.
Did we steal it from them? Is it gone forever or just now been returned?
I hope they get it back and I hope it is filled with all the emotions I might have felt, but now can’t remember.
I hope they use it better then I did and if they ever lose it that they feel the loss.
Because its time I didn’t need, I just wasted it playing with you and now it doesn’t matter anyway.
The rest of this time is mine alone and I hope to full every un-definable piece of it so it bursts and overflows
And you, you have your own time.