Races

The time is ticking down, you see,
we race against the clock,
and all we seem to do right now
is go backwards-
I’m scared we’ll even stop.
You’ve done this to me,
it’s your fault,
but I still blame myself;
I told myself not to have a heart,
I lied, I think, I guess.
Enough with the constant questioning,
what do I know I want?
It’s simple: You,
and all your thoughts and parts.
It’s difficult, but this time,
I think it will all work,
it just depends on what you feel -
so here’s my offer:
Take it.