Forever you search the seconds, the minute , the hour. 

A question makes me thing; to respond is simplicity; you run after the time, you missed the space. 

You need of time, in all; you are birth in time with time, the raisons are with each minute, second, you leave her for amusement; the love is suspended. 

What thing you missed?

Second, minute, hour?

Or the time in genre? 

It’s the empty  in that you walk, the confusion of things, your simplicity why the complexity you feared, the guilt is time, the raisons in minute, you sleep in second , the hour you leave the solitude. 

You buy the horologes; today, tomorrow , after tomorrow; you wait changing the hour, the Mars is after October, you think to change the style of life, you think to change the destiny. 

Away are dreams, you want to live in present, the passed not exist, the future you appertained.

You want change, want the happy. 

Kronos you leave free, is your choice, the life passed in year, the time slide , the day rises, sets; the years to losing in nothingness.

Looking time , counting the hours, depart the illusions, you can wining , you remains only in lost nostalgy, the life is present; in second, minute, hours. 

Gong to half hour, at one hour are the mechanics horologes, biologics horologes; you are beside of time, a time for all in that you know the love, the beauty, the happy, the jalousie, the ugly. 

Appreciate the time , listen his heart , know the person inside you.

You can living in present, you can passed in future or you can remain in passed. 

All depends of emotional moment , of his intellectual capacity.

You lengthens step , without looking the horologes, count only life for to life with the intensity, for joy to be human , noble in sentiments, open for the changes. 

You believe in yourself, the verity is a human dignity; look years, look forward.

You reasons, you win or you want losing in disillusions. 

It’s a life, not a choice. 

Live and run with the time.