i threw rocks at time tried to shatter the face of each clock that mocked me today, but i was unable to slow the seconds that pulled me away from you
feeling childish, i gave up and time paid no mind to me as the bus sped away and i walked home, my mind spinning with visions of plane tickets and suitcases and the spaces hidden around this city that we've been occupying all this time
i saw sunshine smiling down upon rough, empty rocks and a hill sloping steep toward the water that we sat by and i saw the places i have yet to show you and i am so sorry, but the happier i am the worse i feel as the days slip past me and i am always one step closer to leaving
for once there are no metaphors really just the bare bones