With You

I lift my eyes,

ever so slowly,

to the clock.

Past the nerd,

cheerleader,

and jock.

The clock ticks,

and tocks,

but I can’t see it move.

So, I reach down,

into my bag,

just to prove,

That time,

now,

and forever,

Moves slower,

and slower,

whenever,

You’re gone,

not by my side,

somewhere without me.

I hope,

and dream,

that you want to be,

With me,

beside me,

like I want to,

Because,

no matter what,

I’m happiest when I’m with you.