Waiting...

Fri, 10/14/2016 - 16:09 -- Karu

Time flies
Clock keeps ticking
seconds feels like minutes
and minutes feels like hours
hour after hour
waiting for her.

 

 

Time flies
fast when we're together
slow when we're apart
A distance
miles away
A string attached;
two hearts become close.

 

 

Time flies
every morning
feels like a sunrise
afternoons
beautiful as a sunset
the moon at night
stars aiming at her eyes.

 

Time flies
Time stops
Time comes
Time goes by
too fast, so slowly.

 

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