So what is it like? Allow me to ask.
To fall in love?
To meet that special person?

Does it just happen?
How do you know?
Is it a feeling, can it even be explained?
Am I simply supposed to wait?

I fear I will grow old just waiting.
Am I supposed to search for them?
Is their meeting brought about by
serendipity,fate, God?

And when you finally do meet them?
What is it like?How do you get past the awkwardness of it all?
How do you know when you truly fall?
Is it an instinct?
Have I missed it?

What is it like to fall in love? I said.
I want to know if it's something worth waiting for.

Time.
It slips away from my fingers,
It's like I'm chasing a feather.

I run, stumble, and fall.
It evaporates in thin air.
Does it even care?

I gasp, I think it's gone,
but the ticking in my ears persists.

I cover them in hopes to drown the sound out,
but instead it beats louder in my head.

It's like a constant reminder of what I have to do...do you hear that clock ticking too?

Time is running out I suppose with every breath I take, but I must live for living's sake.

Because many would like to be in my place still
With time left to fill
With dreams left to meet.
With hope left to seek.
With loved ones left to cherish.
With poems left to write,
with today still in sight.