Dear, CL
I floored the pedal beat of my heart.
t'was before i spoke to you.
and
those
trickling sand that pours from the other
half of the hourglass,
is the sign that the conversation is not forever
I
want to know you as much as possible
within those amount of sands that you allowed me to converse.
and you know how much i want to turn the hourglass once its completed it's cycle.
I
am racing.
not only the time.
but my ego.
and
of course
i realized
it is still all up to you..
i will respect which ever choice you make.
xx, B
