Half the time

Time is just a thing we use

to know

The days have passed,

I use time

To count the years

I’ve Lived and never laughed.

Half the time I sit alone

And peer inside my mind,

Dreaming of someone to love

And help me pass the time.

Yesterday was full of clouds

With winds that teased of rain,

Sitting by and waiting there

For rain that never came.

And there you were

A walking dream

That briefly caught my eye,

I knew you were the perfect one

To help me pass the time.

Half the time

I’m more engaged

In how the world

Is flawed,

I never stop

To take it in

And marvel

Dusk to dawn.

My pessimistic

Views on life

Don’t make for

Joyful talks,

But you seemed like

The one for me

Just blissful quiet walks.

Round and round

We seem to go

Just like a childrens game,

My careful thoughts

Are laid to rest

In case you feel the same.

Poetry is broken words

we throw

Onto a page,

I use my words

To show the world

They’ll never see my face.

Half the time

I fantasize

About a life of bliss,

And coming home

To you at night

Is something that

I’d miss.

I look into

Your lonely eyes

And know

That were the same,

A girl without a friend to love

A dog without a Name.

Time is full of crazy things

Like loss

And bitter pain,

But time can be the thing

We need

To help each other change.