Strange to care for someone so much knowing it could end in heartbreak
Strange to be so willing to share with no promise of return
Strange to call someone yours knowing deep down they belong to the world
Strange to be so willing to love

Excitement my guilty pleasure
Love is what I search for
Happiness is what I gain
Thrill is my obsession
Devotion is what I admire
Time is what I value

Sweat drips down a glass
The cold water evaporating before me
Once a dry surface
Now a wet ring shaped puddle
Time goes on never stopping
Moments lost forever
Never able to be repeated
Felt
Understood
Lost in a lifetime
WE are constantly changing
Tick Tick Tick
Every move of the hand louder
Eventually all you hear is the sound
Like the beating of your heart
A constant pulsating rhythm
The sun Rises
The sun Sets
Night falls
The moon comes out
Tick Tick Tick
We are born
Tick
We live
Tick
We die
Tick
Our time is up
For the first time we are silent
But time goes on
Louder and louder
A constant pulsating rhythm
Sweat drips down a glass