Wasted

The concept of time eludes me always.

I float along by memories,

not the ticks of a clock,

or the pages of a calendar,

but simply by the number of times

I’ve heard you laugh, or

the amount of thoughts 

I’ve wasted on you.

Reviews

[Horizons]

Time doesn't wait for anyone, and we don't realize of it at the moment we do waste we realize it after lose the time from the hands. It's a great realistic piece of writing showed the truth what's truly happen in everyone's life everyday. Well written.

[gabrielle]

I could truly fee the crispy bitterness in this write. When the affliction called love brushed us, we tend to do illogical or desperate things even that person is probably not deserving. and yes, it's a waste of time. short but speaks volume.