Time Heals All or Does It?

I'm not much of a writer.
Yet, that doesn't stop me from expressing something i feel, something i feel i know.
I've been giving a thought and more so now that it became a topic of conversation with the person in my life that i trust the most.
I wonder if the person I am ever really cared enough before to have gotten this far or did life take place and I let myself leap in to the that fast lane and take the ride?
With that I start here. when do we as people start to care about what others have to say about us?
I mean I really lived a life that I just said "fuck you and the bitch you come with" if anyone ever tried to put me down.
a self survival technique. when I start to think now. As I'm getting older things certainly change.
the thought of letting down someone, the thought of their judgement come into play.
Word, words, WORDS!
The words espaced me in a moment of crucial time. A moment in time that it all could have made a difference.
Yet, they escaped me. Now looking back I'm glad they did. Words that in reality wouldn't have made a difference at all.
It became apperantly clear that the cookie crumbles with such elegance. One can't disturb the beauty of chaos!
A chaos that was made with love, a love that was meant to break away!
Words are missing from this page, missing from my mind.
The change of my mind comes with a simplicity that doesn't allow me to become someone I was.
Regardless of someone's judgement I FEEL either happiness, pain, or nothing at all. It's real. I'm real, not only because I'm saying it is. As a human nature we all change we'll evolve into a good, bad, or simply just the in between person.
TIME IS A HEALER OF ALL, Time doesn't wait but we make time for those we care, those we love to FEEL that lovely chaos or just that bliss.
Aw I feel!
I'll hang all those moments up! Your past is a maker of your future.....