A Solution

Amidst the laughter, an awkward silence reigned. Permeating through the air, into every crack. So many riddles implored to be unraveled, so many secrets needed to be uncovered; yet everything was left unspoken. A hope existed—hope that this silence will recite the familiar answers. Hope that it will explain these unfathomable emotions. Yet, the frantic search for words produced no satisfactory results. Nothing seemed right. Every word that seemed so simple before had become difficult to utter.
Yet, beneath the perplexing sentiments, the truth resided. It screamed, and its voice shook the silence, shattering it into pieces and blowing them off the surface. “A few hours of laughter do not promise a lifetime of happiness. A few seconds of bliss does not mean eternal satisfaction. The atmosphere that seems enchanting right now will not be so tomorrow. This will not last forever.”
Reality lunged forward and pulled the weeds of fantasy from within its roots. It was an on-going battle between honesty to oneself and practicality. And where was the solution that would solve this predicament? The one and only, time. It held all the strings, pulling and pushing the beings according to its whims. It held the power to heal or to worsen a wound. It had the strength to solve all the riddles and uncover all the secrets. And it possessed the supreme ability… To aid in forgetting. Hope will be extinguished. The answer will materialize. Everything that appeared inexplicable before will make perfect sense years later. And eventually, it will be forgotten.