Time.

We can rarely talk about anything without talking about time. we're either running from it, chasing it, wasting it, or worst, running out of it... there never seems to be enough hours in the day. I never understood it when i was told that. To me it was mathematical, 24 hours. Two 12 hour periods, day and night, twenty-four 1 hour episodes, forty-eight 30 minute meals, and most beautifully, three 8 hour ideal sleep times. With everything though, i understood more as i grew older. Responsibility after responsibility, distraction after distraction piled up as, you guessed it, time passed by. I’m in college now, still time and i struggle with our relationship. whenever she's free, i seem to be busy doing something else, and whenever i need her to come pull me from the whirlpool that is life, she's off in the distance, dancing... teasing me... reminding me i wasted the time she had already tried to give me. so i wonder, with women it's fairly easy to apologize, you buy a flower or chocolate, maybe a nice date, how though do you apologize to time? How as i watch her dance away into the night do i convince, entice, seduce her to stay, to stretch out into eternity every minute i yearn for her. It’s not as easy. The thing with time that sets her apart from any girlfriend I’ve had or might have is that her dance will not stop, the music in her keeps going. She knows that in the end she will always have the other hand, she will always be there looking back at me thinking "and so here we are again, i walked by you and you never held my hand, now you chase me trying to make me stand still." 

Even when it feels like it, time doesn't stand still, this moment you feel, this memory that's happening, it's already gone. The flower you just smelled, the glance you just shared, the kiss you just had... well that's all in the past now. time might bring something back though, every so often she disappears for a while and comes back with a friend you haven't seen in a while, just to sit there for once idly enjoying the two of you enjoy her passing over a cup of coffee. Maybe sometimes she does in fact stop her running to make you feel like she stood still, for once she is on your side, letting you enjoy the moment, giving you that extra hour, reminding you that sometimes you can just sit there with her and do nothing.

But always know, time is precious, and she will let you know. so treasure every moment she gives you with someone, understand there are times you will never catch her but that's okay, know that she started this journey with us... and she'll be there holding your hand on the way out.