Tick Tock
Going against the grain
a battle ensue
just like our friendship
colors so diverse yet so tranquil.
I don’t want to close my eyes
just in case it disappears
as quickly as it appeared.
I long for the quiet moments
the times we use
to say nothing
but when you walked away
it felt like we
just had the best conversation ever.
It feels like our time has ran out of time
reality emerge through the cracks.
It takes over completely
and the beautiful moments
are driven away
just like our time together.
It gets shorter and shorter
priorities change
our time consumed
by other things.
Living separate lives
and yet still fused
together by memories
and feelings
beyond what we imagine.
It looks like our time ran out of time
and still the most difficult thing
to say is goodbye
maybe goodbye was never part of the script…
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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