time can't guarantee deep-felt emotions;
can't ensure tacit understanding;
can't assure the unknown future.

as time goes by, even the most abstract things seem so factual, fixed, definite
even the most hopeless romantics turn into cynical scientists

who says time heals all wounds?
or that time is an indication of commitment? time, strictly speaking is but a physical parameter.

if we peeled off the surface of time, what lies beneath may be a myriad or collection of memories and emotions, or just a void.

to compromise is to condense and compress your feelings into an inner self that's fast running out of space, it encroaches into your heart