When will I see you again?
The days without you seem to drag on endlessly, the seconds turning into minutes, then to hours with myself hardly noticing. As much as I want to make time pass faster, no matter how dearly I want to skip over those lengthy periods of time, I can't control it, so I can do nothing but simply wait, trying to make the rising and setting of the sun become irrelevant, trying to occupy myself and my mind so that my thoughts won't drift back to you.
But in those moments where we're together, whenever you you smile at me, those times we walk hand-in-hand, fingers intertwined, time seems to slip between those fingers you hold, making the day seem to go by like the blink of an eye. Those years we've lived through seem so short, but fulfilling- And even now, I can still remember everything. The way your tousled brown hair is further swept into disarray as we weave our way through the crowds, laughing and whooping as we did as children, how we talked until we could do so no more and cracked the silliest of jokes, mine so bland that you couldn't help but laugh- They hold such significance over time despite seeming like only a moment in life. And even after all this time, all those actions, all those memories still give me butterflies.
There, I noticed that I could spend an eternity with you, my feelings never changing. Yet time will always be running away from us, beyond reach and sight, and though I truly do wish to stay this way forever, it simply can't be done. So let us cherish these days, our time spent together, for as long as we can.
Time doesn't stop for anyone, but perhaps we can slow it down for a little while.
Just a little while.