The Hourglass (Poem)

The gap isn't just of age, but connection.

The hourglass of your interest in me

Is at its final grains.

And I struggle to count those grains

As the most valuable asset,

When their just as meaningless

As the entire multitude of grains in itself.

Now I'm just waiting

For the time bomb to erupt my fate,

My destiny in control of the igniter.

And meanwhile I ponder

Those treasurable experiences,

Those unforgettable firsts.

The intimacy and the vulnerability

Shared in our purest,

Most fragile state.

All of it I endear

With such reverence and appreciation.

But I'd be selfish

To continue my joys

In exchange for you

To pursue your boredom.

So let my temporary sadness

Be the sacrifice for

Your long term happiness.

And now is the final question

of departure of continual

which is all that remains...

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