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Quality over Time
Time
You know we've spent
so much time together,
almost over two years
I realized with my own people
who are present with me
The gift of their quality
Time
doesn't have to be paid
and the quality of something
doesn't have a price
because people are priceless
where we went wrong
I didn't know where you went
when you disappeared
I was drowning in lament
it wasn't pretty being yours
grasping onto my breath
my throat had the thirst to say
I want to be in your arms
so that someone would hold me
I felt like I was lying for death
Time
and time, and time again
this time, I don't know when
"another time" will end
because you haven't given me any
you've lost your quality
the one I loved so
much isn't left
I think there's nothing left over
I don't know but I do know
something doesn't feel right
like why should I care anymore
when our visions of what
I care about you
are different
we don't care
about each other equally
how can I tell you
how much you mean to me
I think you no longer mean anything
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This was inspired by my current realization after being a little confused about my feelings for a while. This is one version that I want to make a better one, that expresses more of me. I liked the idea of quality over time, how friendships or relationships are more worth it and meaningful, through character, quality, and genuineness, rather than the time you've known or spent with this person. I like quality, and I wanted to write about it. Quality is something I'd choose in someone, because no matter how long I've known them, it's important to me to have quality time with thee. I'd rather be choosing a lovable, memorable short film over a redundant movie. Time is precious, and if you don't spend it with someone/something that's worth it, you'll waste what's it would be worth.