by Richard Oti
I've loved you since it was a quarter past 6,
That would be five years ago on July, the 6th.
Like time, which cannot be seen,
In my eyes you look the same as when you were sixteen.
But time is never patient,
Just like you;
It's been running away,
Just like you.
Time gave me a clock so I could number my days,
But without you it's just boring Junes and Mays.
I'll love you even when time stands still,
When it takes it's clock back from me.
And even when, like vapors, I start to rise
I'll keep this hope - forever to be by your side.