Time:The Greatest Illusion We Obey

It’s strange how we let clocks run our lives.We wake up because of time. We fall in love too fast or hold back because we think it’s not the right time. We lose people, not always because they’re gone, but because we ran out of time to say the things we never could.

But here, at 2:43 a.m., the world feels timeless. The noise sleeps. The masks fall off. And in this stillness, I ask myself, Is time even real ? Because when I saw her for the first time, it felt like the universe paused to watch.And when she looked at me with those eyes full of galaxies, I swear, I lived a lifetime in that moment.We measure time in numbers, but hearts don’t beat by the hour. They beat in energy. In connection. In those silent glances across a room that say everything words cannot.

Maybe time isn't linear. Maybe it's spiritual. A loop of energy we keep returning to, lifetime after lifetime, soul after soul.And maybe some souls, you just recognize, without needing a clock, a calendar, or even a name.What if that déjà vu you feel with someone is just a memory your soul kept?A reminder that time doesn’t separate us. It just disguises the truth.

Love doesn’t live in the future or the past. It lives in the now.In the electricity of a touch, the softness of a breath, the stillness between words when everything feels understood.We obey time like it’s law.But what if the real law is energy? What if love bends time? What if the soul never cared for schedules?

Right now, in this quiet moment, no pressure, no rush, I feel everything. Her absence. Her presence. The weight of what never happened and the light of what still might.And I wonder if now is all there ever is.Maybe that’s why it’s called the present. Because it’s a gift.And maybe, just maybe, some souls are meant to find each other again, beyond this illusion we call time.

Some souls are stitched into our timelines not by chance, but by cosmic design, because even time can’t keep true energy apart