15:55

”Can you repeat ” seemed to be the only words I could say

Even though I had heard what she said 

Part of me hoped that what she said was just a mistake 

As she confidently said those words again

The only question that popped up was ”Is her time over?”

In the midst of the war, I was thrown into the trash

Any wise man would know that the decision taken to do so was rash 

Within the trash, you found the treasure

Yet you appear resistant to open and find out what's truly yours

At certain times I wish someone else had found me in that trash

Yet who am I to stop God's plan if he decided to send the light to me 

Daily conversations with the Father in order to figure out your role in my life 

He seems to have sent me the answers yet for the answers to be truly revealed 

We need to work together 

Sacrificing for you meant I had to sleep in a room full of mice and lice 

Yet you want to play with my heart like roll the dice 

Thinking that at the end of the day everything will be nice 

I might just fall and break like ice

Her yoghurt always got me hurt

Her chocolate always got me late

Her love for those are as clear as air 

Yet her love for me remains blurry

Handwriting on the wall always said I was going too fast

My heart always said ”Keep going, she has to recognize your love soon”

Time on that day was 15:55

Time on the love I have said too early 

As I sit and wonder whether your time is over or not

The only thing that matters is you sticking to your word

God so loved the world He gave his only son

I love you so much I am trying to become a better man 

You appreciate me so much that...

Can I say your season’s over if it hasn't started yet?

Yedidia.B