i don't know what to do
by @butterfliesonmytongue
time ticks by
time ticks by
time ticks and tacks until...
i don't recognize myself anymore.
twenty two, and so blue-
reminiscing upon my youth
wishing time would
tick and tack and turn backwards.
a year and a half spent tangled in bed sheets
a plethora of friendships flushed down the drain
it becomes so clear
that, disrespectfully,
life will go on,
with or without you,
ticking, tacking,
twisting, twirling,
waxing, waning,
tick tick ticking
away.