Time

 

Time is what we need

If it never slipped from our fingers

Wouldn’t it be man’s greatest inventions

If he could only hold time?

“You earn, you travel,

You read and even love;

You sing and dance,

You laugh and eat merry;

Why are you discontent still?

What would you rather be doing?”

 

“Something worthwhile

Something, worthy of time”

 

Wishing Well

Saw a wishing well
And threw in a dime,
Said let’s take a walk
Let’s go back in time

So we turn back the years,
Beyond reaches of pain
To happy days as kids
Dancing in the rain

There’s me splashing puddles
And Curly’s scraped his knees
What an age to just have fun
What joy to be so carefree

Why go back, let’s stay right here
Let’s hide inside this borrowed time
Where love, like us, is innocent
And lovers don’t need to rhyme

Souls and mates

Time became distance. Soul mates we remain, only in memory. The ends of the world will be our years to come.

I had let time chew away the frayed ends of heartstrings. We were puppets succumbed to the very miseries of the world we used to curse.

You got what you wanted. I gave up what I didn’t want. It’s not the same thing.

I feel it cracking. I feel myself swirling. I’m suddenly afraid.

Why did I have to play the fool? Would it have hurt less if I hadn’t told him I loved him so? How do I stop myself from falling in the same trap, over and over again?

I have let time take you away. And now I cannot reach out and touch you. I can see you across the mirror, but my fingers touch only the cracked glass that reflects a broken me.

I was drawn to him because he is like me; simpler but fucked up just the same.

The universe won’t let you read me. You’d understand if you knew, wouldn’t you?