It was always time
Time, time, time
Today, tomorrow, Saturday
Getting to work on time
Knowing when to be where on time
Counting days, hours, minutes
Seconds just to catch up to
One fleeting moment
Every single day
And forgetting all sorrows
Just for a pinch of happier memory
That went away in a flash
And was no more
But fading images in a
Still chasing mind

I became obsessed with time
With an hour, a minute
A date, a line of numbers
I wish to repeat  
In the same space-time
With the same gravitational object
In an everlasting event
That would pull me closer
Than my fear had ever let me

I even loved waiting
Anticipating
The knowing and inevitable
Disappointment that
Replaced the minute excitement
Of the once upon a time
I tried so hard to reverse
Knowing that
Even if I could alter the fabric of reality
I would never change
Fearing the loss of you
I’ve never had

Still,
I am waiting
Anticipating
Missing
You