I wish I was a second.. A second in time. Every second that goes by is gone forever, never to be seen again – not on this day in this month in this year – they’re all gone. To be a second and know that in one second you will disappear without a trace. I just wish a second could go by with me in it and be gone forever..
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If only the second would disappear forever and myself with it.
But I do not think the second disappears and wonder if our pain resides in that truth.
The second refuses to leave because of our hold on it. Reliving hope, the regret of “if only…”, the past remains frustratingly alive and us stuck in time that is no more.