it’s time

It’s time to face your mother
her opinions and contradictions
her dissatisfactions and criticism
her looks and tears

It’s time to forget your ex
in the most rational way
in the coldest hour of the night
in your best memory of them

It’s time to call your old best friend
to see how they’re doing now
to revive memories of a lifetime
to set up your next encounter

It’s time to hold yourself
give force to your truths
give comfort to your flaws
give peace to your instincts