The ten minute story

I wake up to your memory

your name on my mind

listening to your songs

your clothes on me.

I think about you

I dream about you

I stare at our picture

Everywhere I go

Everything I do

your name just pops up

always thinking about

how it would be

if you were around

How different everything would seem

I go through everything that we did

our walks, our dinners, our parties

our pizzas, our conversations

You are my constant companion

I do this every single day of my life

Hoping that I get a chance to meet you

at least once before its too late

I am scared of not being with you

But when I talk to you

everything is immaterial

All through the day I wait

just to listen to your voice

just for that one conversation

anything for that conversation

There is nothing special to talk

Yet it is important to talk

the glow on my face is visible

I never want it to be over

I want you to be mine

At the end of ten minutes

when you tell me you have to go

My face falls and I feel bad

But I know that you have to go

The ten minutes with you

just make my day

It pulls me through the next day

And I want you even more

I know you may or may not be mine

But its still time till our destinies intervene

And I want to be with you

for as long as I can...

This is the ten minute story of my life.