Severed Silence

Time

Time
Killing me softly
Slowly
When I met you
The hard hits of time
turned to caresses
And the slapping to kisses
Time goes on
All the time
It can't stop
So why do we act as though
there's always time?
If I had acted that way
And not behaved in my usual rash manner
I wouldnt be smiling
And my hand would be alone,
cold in my pocket
They call the moment childish
"What about the next morning?
What about tomorrow?
And the day after?"
They say
We can't stop time
We can use it as it is given to us
And not throw it out on video games and our phones
Life is for going cliff diving
And breaths of fresh air
And gratefulness for the time we have
Using that time the way it was meant to be used
With rationless, thoughtless, carefree childhood blood flowing through our vains
We were meant to move, to dance, to sing
To learn things
To see the beauty in a quiet, crisp morning and at a rock concert
To feel the meaning of the wind against your cheeks and to scream I Love You into the void
Knowing that time keeps on going
To keep running with it, with your hair flying in the wind and to be free
To chase butterflies
And do the childish things that make our cheeks flush
But afterword our mood is a billion times higher
To feel beautiful
To hold on to naevity
To admire the colors and sights and sounds that the world has to offer us
And I know that I love you won't mean anything in 500 years and that the soft, green grass will have faded and that soft blankets will be rough and our lives wont really matter in the end
but I love you
and I love soft grass
and warm blankets
And I love you
And we matter now
To me
So the moment may be childish
But I wouldnt give up puddles and wet hair and sunsets and sunrises and skipping and hand holding and tears and mud puddles and hot chocolate and hope and peace and trust of what we can't see and bright stars and colors and Sunday mornings and curls and soft hands and small touches and smells and Eskimo kisses and dirty finger nails and road trips and lying out under the huge, open sky with the sun warming the skin on my face, with no doubt or care in the world, singing that its good to be alive
For anything
And you
Yeah
Wouldnt give that up either