Time

Time
has been unfair to me this day.
I have tried to put her out of my mind
but like the wind,
her image flutters past
and my head is filled with memories.
Time
has taken over my life
and I am ever anxious
to make this feeling cease.
To go away and leave me
to repair my wounded heart
and to contemplate
the essence of my being.
Time
is quietly interrupted by hope.
The chance that togetherness
will overwhelm the absence
that is presently securing
our separation.
I wait with desperation in hope,
that all she needs is
time.