As i sit here in front of this computer and type out these words that you see, i couldn't help but ponder for a few moments regarding time.
Time, it flirts with me. And i often play the besotted lover, blindly chasing it and disregarding all other matters as you would expect of a lovelorn man. Strange though it seems, i do see myself as a reluctant lover.
I can't help but feel that i have yet wasted time again. And this thought has surfaced countless times for numerous evenings like this.And despite this,ironically i recall painfully that at some fleeting moments earlier this day that i had secretly wish that time will just gallop away quickly...
Time... What secret charms and qualities do you embody so as to make me love you and yet hate you at the same instant? How i wish that i could just take bare notice of you and let you scamper quickly away to end my agony here! Yet at times, i wish you would just take notice of my wretched begging and slow down for me to savour a longer instant of you!
Love yet hate... Will this continue to mark our relationship till we part?
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