A Simple Poem

Hey guys ~ wrote a little something about this funny photo that i took with my 'friend' at the airport while i was waiting for my flight, we were both running trying to catch up with the camera before the click...

Time passes by
by Laetitia Chung
We laugh, we cry, we run,
Fate brought us together,
but Time wants to break us apart.
Time is like a one-hundred meter runner,
forever running so fast,
we ran behind, reaching out,
but never have been able to touch more than the sleeve of Time.
"Stop!" we shouted.
All we wanted was one moment more,
but we never got an answer from Time,
apart from a faint echo.
So, now, we have no choice,
but to succumb to Time,
because 'we' will soon be no more...
as 'we' are slipping out of the picture,
Get ready for one last smile, one last laugh,
may this be our best ever,
as our hands slipped from grip,
Goodbye My Love...