Concepts

Time.

It's a funny thing isn't it?

It means everything and nothing

And yet we allow it to define us

Space.

Even more ridiculous than time don't you think?

Sonnets and songs and paintings all created with this in mind

Meaning something drastically different to each of us

Life.

The one thing forced on us all

It doesn't care how much we want

It doesn't care how much we need

It gives and takes

But never equally

Love.

We all chase after it

But why?

It's not like we're born knowing what it is

It's not like we really know what we're missing

We just know it's out there

And we're desperate for it

Loss.

It gives even more than life

It's the one thing we never want to take

Concepts.

They bring us together

And rip us apart

But do we really know what any of them mean?

By R. Regan McCall, written 3 December 2020