What is time?

Time

What is time?

Is it the ticking clock, hanging on the wall?

Or is it the way the sun rises and sets, on the horizon in summer?

Is it the way a child grows, trees grows over the course of seasons?

Or is it the hourglass on my table, counting the seconds until who knows when.

So when you said you wanted me to "give you time",

I would bring you the clock from my wall,

And take you to watch the sun rise and set,

I would show you photos of a child growing, trees growing,

And bring my hourglass for you, instead of leaving it on my table,

To count the seconds,

Until forever.

So now?!

when you say to ''give you time''

What am I supposed to do?

Because I would cross oceans,

To bring you what you want,

I will do anything for you,

EXCEPT,

Leave your side.

So when you told me,

You needed to be alone,

I told you that was one thing,

I could not do,

Because without you,

My clock stops ticking,

And my seasons stop changing.

And the hourglass sitting on my table?

Stops counting seconds,

Because for me,

Without you,

There is no time,

And there is no forever.