Missing Importance

Counting the time....

Tic Toc Tic Toc. 

How much more do we dwell?

Should we stop breathing for just a second?

Should we look away?

Do I stand up and walk?

Agony, torture, pain, frustration.

Again, Shall my heart really feel this way?

Broken, Piece by piece searching for the other... 

There is no way out of this.

Closed box 

Shattered memories.

God, I hate this clock!

Too much time searching.

Soo much time loving.

And only seconds in tosing it away?

Fine you win this time. 

The time is yours. 

But you owe me the happiness that once dwelled inside of me. 

What i can say for now is,

shut of this dam clock for just two seconds!

Let me breath!

Let me let go! 

Let me stop!...

Give up.... 

Leave me...

Forget me...

I give up. 

tic toc tic toc.