watching time go by
with you
is like carving your name into a katalox.
we guard the time
trying to slow down the inevitable
like growing young again.
staring at the small figures
that determine the night
that was once ours.
clawing onto the clocktower,
holding onto the arms
that don't stop for us.
a battle always lost,
time as inexorable as our love
and the pain we will meet.
the death we will kiss
on the cold black lips
after we see that the once seemingly unstoppable things
become needless with time.
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 11:25 AM UTC
watching time go by
with you
is like carving your name into a katalox.
we guard the time
trying to slow down the inevitable
like growing young again.
staring at the small figures
that determine the night
that was once ours.
clawing onto the clocktower,
holding onto the arms
that don't stop for us.
a battle always lost,
time as inexorable as our love
and the pain we will meet.
the death we will kiss
on the cold black lips
after we see that the once seemingly unstoppable things
become needless with time.
