How slowly time passes
for those of us searching for love
It's like we're watching the grass grow
or waiting for the paint to dry

For those of us who grieve
time becomes a burden
as it moves at a snail's pace
as if punishing us
for the most heinous of crimes
Grief weighs us down
like a ball and chain
- it shows no mercy
It crushes our soul
and causes irrepairable
damage to our heart

But for those of us in love .............

How quickly time flies
as we revel in the
sheer joy of love
There are never enough
hours in the day or
enough days in the year
to spend with those we love
How easily love consumes us
and captivates our heart and soul

For those of us lucky enough
to find true love
time becomes eternity