Thursday, October 29, 2009
Time kills
It’s been years since i've felt
Your sudden disapearance in my life.
… Or has it only been seconds since i've felt
Your sweet cheerful laughter singing in my ears.
No, it must be months since i've felt
Your deep passionate companionship.
… But maybe it’s been only minutes since i've felt
Your absense makes the heart grow fonder?
Yet it could be days since i've felt
Your complete silence dehumanizing me…
Possibly it’s been but weeks since i've felt
Your life, my routines, it's not meant to be.
… Alas, i think it’s been hours since i've felt
Any flickering touch of true love.
Yarh. It’s indeed very difficult to decipher just how much time has truly passed us by when what feels like years could be minutes, and what seems like seconds might be weeks.
Yet to our abandoned lonesome hearts, time's frivolous definitions bear no weight. To a true love distanced, two dimensions of time exist only. Precious time with one's dearest love, and the hollow time without.
Time is always the same in both. Either moving too slowly, so that the torture erodes your soul with each second that lasts a year.
Or going by much too quickly where your intimate weeks together... have the length of minuscule minutes.
Nah.. time does not limit our lives, for it is easily swayed and manipulated.
Rather our lives are measured by love...
Hung breathless,
SuZu
Hung breathless,
SuZu
♪ ps : i heart u 
1:11 AM
