Time

We're like a moving time bomb; waiting to explode anytime.

Everyday I stand by the phone and wait for that particular phone call.

All ready to share my day with you, but sometimes that call never came.

You used to tell me that I had no time for you. And i tried, really hard; to find that time for you.

But I guess, you just can't keep up. Never ask for something you don't actually need.

You used to be my best friend. You used to be the one I'm keen in sharing my stories with.

But not anymore. You get tired listening to my stories.

Time will tell.
Time will tell...