0 Dollars

Currently there isn't a price on all the things That I love. Depending on the situation I still check my pockets. The places I go I am not use to exiting without pulling out my wallet. Though it's not much, the minimum amount of your time provides the same thrill. It's hard to disagree with a good heart. Our opinions may be different but it's decent. Our life evolving into deep quotations. The revolution against cash registers everywhere has begun. The clinginess of change and dollar bills. Slices of our time stuffed and slid into the opening of each others mouth. The trouble with that is we choose to label everything with price. Ignoring common sense for cents. I ignore my pockets whenever you are around as nothing of value can be found there. I tread softly as more of your time creates more currency. And I can't jeopardize losing that. There isn't a career that can fill my wallet like you fill my heart. No time clock anywhere that could justify. Come tax time you are my greatest asset. Come payday you are the currency I seek