Time in the World

All the time in the world

There’s always tomorrow.

She was that woman, procrastinating on life, until life raised its middle finger and laughed.

When they’re dead, it’s too late to tell them you loved them, you never meant the words you said, beg for forgiveness. When they’re dead, all of the unsaid words, best intentions, half-hearted gestures, mean nothing.

And how do you forgive yourself when you believed you had all the time in the world?


Sascha Darlington


Categories: Flash Fiction

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26 replies »

  1. Heartbreaking, but I think if they are dead and gone, they already know she loved them. What’s hurting her is her regret as she can’t see beyond to the other side. She can only feel life without them and is haunted. But she needs to forgive herself b/c they are in a better place with no more tears, and they’ve forgiven her.

    And time to humans in life runs how we function and live but after, I don’t think it matters. So, it may seem like forever until she can say those words, but to her loved ones the time is not a concern, for them she’s with them in a moment and they know how much she missed them. I got caught up in this one. Thinking of LoneStars “I’m Already There.” But your point is a good one, we don’t know ho much time we or others have.

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  2. Very true, Sascha. Our human finiteness makes us who we are, as long as we’re aware of it. That’s why I stopped working on my plan to come back as a zombie. Your artwork is going ahead in leaps and bounds.


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