Something

Just that empty feeling, not sure why....

 

I just want something to matter.

            Is that so ghastly?

Can’t we just wait...

            Stop, think?

 

 

Is there no time left for that?

 

 

I think maybe we took too much for granted.

            You, me?

Too much time to kill, moments to waste.

 

 

Of course, when they told us we had none left,

            You laughed, and said ‘isn’t that just the way...’

 

 

Time is mine and yours to disregard

            I wish somehow the tolling arms

would care to know

            about the tears that slow their pace

 

 

It’s not real though, this moment,

            it’s just one in a million.

All those other seconds ticking by.

 

 

Just because the only one that mattered to me stopped

 

            I’ll miss you too.

Isn’t that just the way...