"Time."

You never realize how much you value it, how much you need it, until you run out of it. There is no such thing as too much time. There is no such thing as enough time. Because when it happens, it takes you by surprise. It yanks you by the collar, crashes into you, headlights and sad lights, and then you don’t have it anymore. And then, you're there, lost. And you hope, even if you’re not hopeful. And you breathe, even if you feel like dying. And you love, even if you’re alone. Somewhere, a clock is always ticking.

And right now, I really need more time. I'm too caught up in the past and time's not doing me any favour. It's passing way too fast. So fast, I can't possibly catch up with it. So fast, I really feel nothing. So fast, that I'm slowly losing myself.

Help.