It intrigues me; time.
It's the main reason why I'm still writing and the reason why I haven't deleted this nonsense just yet. It's messed up but I kind of see some beauty in it, in this tragedy.
To want something you can't have, that's a real tragedy.
Still time....it gave me something.
Something I don't want to let go.
Someone to fight for.
Someone that gives me time.
