Seconds Remain
I look at you
Honest brown eyes
Asking me a question
without words.
You smile
and we laugh
but yet you seem sad.
I take your hand, trying to grasp the reason
why your heart seems to be breaking.
One day
I catch you glancing at the clock
and my own heart stopt ticking for a beat.
Because now I understand.
Time is flying;
time that we are losing with every second
and you are worried
for when I will be gone.
I pull you close
and whisper
"It's okay."
It seems like only seconds remain.
But every second I am with you
Every smile, tear, or laugh
is a gem
I will keep forever.
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