Our Hearts Are Ticking
When I’m sad, I think of moments passed. When I’m happy, I think of moments ahead. When I’m frantic, I think of moments lost and when I’m angry I think of moments to take away.
The passing of time seems to be influenced greatly by the state of my heart. I’ve never really noticed, time either ticks or flies and I’m rarely concerned with which. But when I’m with you, I stopped to notice just for a moment. And while my heart was racing, while everything seemed so intense, yet so soothing. While my thoughts and heart raced at seemingly unsurpassable speeds I noticed that time did not. Time was just melting by like the passing of a stream. It was moving, to be sure. But it didn’t matter, moments passed or moments yet to pass all of them melted together into the only moments that mattered, the ones I spent with you.
