littlemspacman
The sand in the hourglass was falling down rapidly. I knew that I needed more time. Sixty seconds. I needed more than sixty seconds. I needed sixty days, sixty months, sixty years. I needed time. I needed to see you again. Your beautiful face, the smell of your hair, the touch of your skin as you kissed me in the pouring rain. Oh, how I loved you. But all we had left were sixty seconds, and a lifetime of memories.