February 1, 2015
I wished for a love that didn’t go away.
One that would always stay.
In the simple shadows,
her clutching my waist, and cradling my lips.
Time would be hers,
and I would be the clock, ticking on the tips.
As each minute passes, I will make sure to be her hours.
She will be my days.
I wish I could spend forever.
But let’s be real,
We don’t last forever.