Time is slowly turning.
I'm staring at the clock.
Every time I hear it's tick, my heart slowly stops.

They are quickly leaving.
I'm still stuck in the dust.
Each time a "Goodbye" is echoes, my heart shatters in the grave.

He is still persisting.
I'm just trying to avoid.
Every time he comes I around, my heart tries to run away.

She was the one I turned to.
Now I'm lying to her face.
Every time I speak a lie, my heart tries to turn away.

She was the friend I trusted.
It was her who always cared.
Now every time I see her face, my heart screeches out in pain.

He was the one who made me laugh.
He always seemed to care.
Now every time I hear his name, my heart turns to rage.

She was the one who understood.
She always stood right there.
Now whenever I talk to her, her heart seems to move away.

She is the one who moved away, and the only one who remains.
I fear my heart may loose her,
and every time I hear her voice, my heart wonders how much longer.

He was the one who hurt me.
The one who never cared.
Now when I see his face, my heart turns away from fear.

Ask me who these people are, but I cannot give a name.
These are the people my heart loved.
Some friends.
Some mentors.
Some family members.
All of which time has took, and left me in the dust.
It is hard to move on, when my heart is still living in what was.