How steadfast our love is? Sometimes I wonder. Moments come and go, like season, like the wind that flows.. Seconds passed so hastily, that even before I could go along, it runs faster and faster, until I could no longer reach, until it escapes from my grip. Time became our enemy. It may not seem evident. Perhaps it was just me, or maybe both of us knew but refused to address, being persons driven by such wild emotions. However as I lay beside him, with our warmth enveloping each other, the realization dawned over me, how time swept us, our raw passion being an agonist to such hasty pace. And honestly speaking, the thought sent me in a hole of confusion, of regret and possibly doubt. But how am I to know? I am only a girl in love.