Time
by Valdis Tjuševs
I'm sitting in an empty room and the only sound I hear is the clock on the fireplace. I can feel how every tick and tock hits me in the hear like a sharp knife. There's nothing I can do but just sit here and listen to the clock that is killing me with every second.
Turns out my age is the problem again. Or has it been a problem all along? I have three years of school ahead of me until I can be free with you. Spend two months apart and meet up for two days. I've never really understood long distance relationships, but I guess that I am starting to understand.
It's not really about how many days or months you spend together, it's about how you spend them. But I'd still like to have more than two days with you and spend the two months in pain. I just really hope we spend those days well. You just said that you need some time alone, and, well, I wish my time was over.