time flies by
with the blink
of an eye.
so when
do we truly
start living?

Life
Slowed down
It seems
Yet somehow
Moments pass quickly by
Leaving nothing but
A small stain
In the brain

I fell in love with her all at once
i had been slipping
down cliff by cliff by cliff,
I fell for her heart,
the way it beamed generously
for others,
i fell in love with her eyes,
how they read us all as if
we were books,
i fell in love with her smile,
how those dimples stood out when she couldn’t
contain the laughter any longer,
i fell in love with her quirks,
how she was feisty
and feminine,
mysterious enough to frustrate me
yet so sincere
that my heart would break whenever i felt anger
about her walls.
I fell for all of you,
every single piece,
your beauty and your flaws and
every little detail in between,
I fell in love with her brain,
how she was intelligent
and calculating,
perceptive of everything in the room
yet always the most focused and gentle,
I fell in love with her art,
oh how she drew,
it was as if her drawings were a puzzle piece
to me and the world we share,
I fell in love with her music,
how her notes
were so sweet and airy
concave and smooth,
the most meaningful i ever heard,
I fell in love with her words,
how she strung them together into poetry,
into music,
into nature,
how every syllable she concocted with that timid voice
rang out as if it were a calling to truth.

When I was a child, I watched TV
I believed self control was
not a part of my personality

Patience, a virtue I lacked
I'll download another app
to while away the time

Time spins away from me
Distractions are easier to reach for
The phone, the credit card, a touch away

The door is for necessary errands,
the door is for the deliveryman to arrive to,
the door is to be shut.

Life goes at a snail's pace
with no map, going to a place I dont really want to.
I put my seatbelts on and shrug.

Keep Life Light
or risk being stifled by an alternative
Without reguarding humour
daily living is a persistence
a clapping human tempo
Derail-able

Practice the capacity
to maintain a slow pace
Practice to the point
when   you   can   Feel   Life

That should be enough..
..to allow