It all comes down to a singular moment in time.

Time we say ,

is but a number

But as the clock of life ticks and we are bound to this very moment 

all we really have is what we are 

right here right now.

I learned from someone close

That life shall not be measured by time

Time is only here to distract and to tease

With infinite amounts we are unable to achieve.

What matters most is the feelings

The ones we felt when we came into the world and leave 

The ones we cant remember

And the ones we swear we won’t forget.

One could consider time a nuisance 

An unrealistic measurement 

We try so hard to break.

I consider time a continuous countdown

3, 2 , 1 …