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Timepass

I have no time limit and no fixed slot for you.
Never have!
Never will!

You on the other hand have me neatly slotted.
You speak to me only when time permits.
You have fixed a time limit,
And you have fixed frequencies.
I am aware the slots shall keep reducing.
I am aware the frequency shall keep decreasing.
That's alright my love.
I am your pass time.

You encompass me,
All I think of is you,
All I want is you,
You are in my prayers,
And you are the answer to my prayers.

I am your Saturday thought,
And your Sunday timepass,
I am the crutch you hate and need,
I am the splint your broken heart needs,
I am the splint that shall be cast aside once the heart is mended.
That's alright my love,
I am your pass time.

You are in my weekdays,
You are in my work place,
You are in my heart and soul,
You are the reason I smile,
And you are why I see the sunrise.

I am your temporary love,
I am the tea bag in your tea service,
I am the voice that puts you to sleep, And yet,
I am the voice you wish you could hear no longer,
That's alright my love, this time too shall pass,
Till then I am your pass time.

I am the message that is deleted immediately,
You are the message that is saved eternally,
I am the timepass,
You are the reason time stops and moves,
You are the memory card that has a thousand back-ups,
I am auto-erase.
That's right my love,
I am the pass time.

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