time.falls.sacrifice

days go by

watching night stars high...

ruffling waves

reflecting differing ways..

grains of sand

flowing from my hand..

while seconds tick..

future seeks.

perfect rainbows...

and then potholes...

afraid to face

then i want a taste..

expectations placed

without a haste.

yet don't know why

often its less for I

coz i live and die with me?

often I see

the difference between

what wld i miss abt me

n what i didnt do for he

perhaps less taking for granted

and that almost always mattered

and then new strength
to last an extra length