Time Defines Us

As days go by,
Time seems to fly.

Seasons change,
People change.
Everything changes.

We find ourselves searching,
Frantically searching for more time.
The time we seemed to miss.

So as the leaves change color and fall,
We see ourselves,
Looking haphazardly for more time.

But instead of looking,
We should leave.

Leave and live in the now,
But keep the past.

Your past,
Our past,
The past.

Because as of now,
Time defines us.