All the time in the world-
What we could have had, if you would have taken it.
But you didn’t. I was not what you wanted, at the time.
Might I ever be?
My conscious tells me, only time will tell.
But now, Time, the only thing we wished for more of,
Is the only thing I have in abundance,
And I don’t want it, anymore.
Maybe, if you had given it more time,
It would have happened.
All you gave it wasn’t nearly enough,
For the rest of your life, anyway.
But no- you refused me that chance,
For reasons only you might understand.
Why didn’t you trust to time?
Why did you only trust to the moment,
Not to waiting?
All it might have taken was waiting.
It might have happened, then, had you been willing to try again.
But you weren’t,
And aren’t,
And won’t be,
Ever.
All the time in the world,
Has become mine, and mine alone.
All the time in the world,
Has become the time that I will be alone.
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