hourglass

Whenever we're together, I'm constantly
watching the clock, dreading the
impending moment when I'll
inevitably have to leave
you and return to my
lonely, dark room.
It's like there's
a glaring
hourglass
keeping watch
to make sure I don't
relax or have too much fun
reminding me that my time is
running out, and my peace will not last.
When the last grain falls, I count the ticking
seconds until I can turn it over again with you