I fly across the world,
with barely enough time to spare.
I leave behind my loved ones,
they'd think I wouldn't care.
I didn't mean to stray,
or hang up my telephone.
You'd probably tried to reach me,
to hear unfamiliar dial tones.
If time could be bought,
I'll spend them on each of you.
Tell you I'm sorry,haven't the time lately,
you mean so much and if only you knew.
It seems I'm hardly here lately,
missing out on things in between.
I might miss a birthday, an anniversary,
a death and everything else that has been.
I lay on luxurious bed across the world,
yet I'm lonely as can be.
No familiar laughter,no familiar faces,
just the empty room and me.
I'd pen down self conversations,
while the television plays in the back.
Only pray that this long distance
doesn't leave me with regrets.
So here I'll say, I'm sorry,
I'm not much of a juggler of time.
I might have lost you half way,
but you'll always stay in my heart and mind.