Time is wasted on love.
Time that ought to have been used on breathing.
Used on living.
Used on loving.
Loving someone that loves you. Or gives the slight notice of your existence.
Someone who doesn't fill you with rage whenever you see them.
Fury because they are around someone else.
Apologies are benevolent, except when they are used to keep you in a state of silence time and time again.
Time and time, wasted and wasted.
Ought to be used on laughing.
Laughing so hard that you forget about everyone except who's laughing with you.
That is when time is no longer wasted but spent on love.
Time is given to the one that makes you laugh.
The kind hearted individual who actually cares and never wastes time on apologies.
