Timestopper-OLD

My whole life has been dictated by the time I've spent waiting and the things I've waited on

Minute hand slips to hour hand as patience slips to perseverance 

But my dear

You broke my clock

When I first met you the gears ticked a little faster and my hands slid down my sides as I tried to find something to chime in with

I had never seen something timeless before in my life

Like a living anomaly embodied in the whip crack of your humor and the picturesque curve of your smile 

But it wasn't until I began to know you that my clock finally broke as the cogs stopped working in admiration of your presence

For the first time I didn't want to measure my life by the hours I had passed, just the people I passed them with

I had experienced whole lifetimes in the moments I saw your guards drop.

I've never wanted to slip the hands of time and swing from present to future like a pendulum before

warning my grandfathered tendencies of over practiced patience not to mistake challenge with comfort

If a moment with you feels like an eternity

Then I will etch a lifetimes worth of hopes into the few minutes I get with you

And until then

I'll wait for the ticking to stop once more

As you enter the room