I saw him again and again
Slowly a friendship
Started to build
It seemed like maybe something
Could, might, should happen
But time was against it
Flying by at an unnatural speed
Always I could hear
This little clock
At the back of my mind
Going
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
YOU ARE READING
Him
PoetryLife moves on This is the next chapter You are gone Forever And next It is to be Him
