I love the word “later”, It holds a promise. A promise to meet in the future, to continue into the unknown, into whatever the future holds for you. It promises love, endurance, persistence, and expectations.
Often I wonder,”How did it get so late so soon?”
Later promises our heart an expectation. However, we more often than not disappoint.
I understood it takes time rather, time to take it if it is meant to be. It takes time to forget, forgive, heal, improve.
That’s when I learnt it is never too late or too soon, it is when it is to be.
Life isn’t an hourglass(at least in this context). Just as knowledge has no bar age, no opportunity gets old(unless given by someone else).
Until then, Laters.