What is it with time? when our present is already our past and our future is our present becoming our past. Time is so confusing. No matter how many times I turn the hourglass, time makes a mockery of me.
Tonight, I'm freezing the time. Oh I don't want to go back in time, no, once was enough but I want to engrave in my memory the way you looked at me, as if for the first time. I won't let time erase the souvenir of this moment. It will stay with me for times past, present and future. Eternity.