tempus edax rerum p2

time,

my dearest devourer of all things,

you take your own pace.

i am sprinting ahead

and dragging you by the cuff of your sleeve

and you are very slow

with lead in your feet.

i cannot rush you.

i have love for everyone.

would you sit with me a moment? in silence?

i only want to fold a sheet of paper for you,

fold it into a butterfly or something nice. to make you smile.

i’ve no idea how to say i love you so much.

i don’t think anyone could realise how much i care,

or how much i want. would it matter if they did?

Time, would you hold my hand, if

only for a moment? i don’t know how to say i

love you.