Time seems to stop

Time seems to stop when you are by my side, a thousand hours go by while I take your hand, but it is only a false illusion because the hours continue their dance pretending to ignore me.

Today time has passed slowly, or at least I tell myself that, deceiving my mind.

The hours play with my life, they dance and with them they take with them the hope of seeing you once again.

It is the cruelty of time that passes between us, sometimes it runs slowly, sometimes it stops, but always with its dances it entertains our souls.

Time has stopped, the hours no longer dance, only your cold hands hold me with nostalgia, is it perhaps that life has ended.

I say it when I see your face, we stopped time so much that our love has died.