my biggest fear was that we'd never learn
the sands of time are thicker than blood
i looked at you like an hourglass, stuck in its place and untouchable
i watch time begin to run short
until it was short
we lived and acted on the promise of tomorrow
until time became short
i saw a need for urgency, so,
i compiled old photos
i wrote out letters
i went to therapy
i begged, pleaded and bargained
just to give us more time to
nurture what we neglected
sands of time are thicker than blood
when time runs out
there is no more concern for could've, would've, or should've
"i thought we had more time"
will never be my crutch as i know
that sand is thicker than blood
what-ifs and desire have no weight
when the hourglass runs out
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