our time

If our time is slipping away like that in a sand-glass,

What will you choose?

Will you cherish or perish the moment?

Don't put me away...

i put my heart in my card, and this is my very last try for you. i don't know if i should let go of you. it's hard but you don't seem to want me as you used to. do you want to keep me or not, i wonder, i really wonder! my love for you is very much like syrup. it started light and giddy, and now it turns heavy and crusty.