Time.

A decade is to a minute as to a lifetime is to a blink of an eye. There were plenty of moments when I would want to freeze time and choose that which is euphoric and dump those that are melancholic. Dissecting the frailty of our susceptible hearts, we have to rest the kind of pursuit for which we were once committed to reciprocate.

Everything is time-bound. Moments lost are moments gone forever. So are chances.

Time is all I got for love.