Time is a fickle thing.
It might be the only thing letting you see someone.
The person you love.
Has very little time left.
Yet you have so much.
You try to transfer your time.
But know that it can't be done.
So you must live without them.
Just because of time.
Time is what makes the confident girl grow.
Confident.
To feared.
There's a difference.
Time is all you need.
And yet you have none left.
Time is a fickle thing.
