One second- a blink and perhaps a breath- but so much more could happen.

He's here. He's there. He's gone.

You can stop time, freeze the ticking, let this second last for a lifetime, but he will still slip out of your hands, grains of sand falling down the hourglass, and he'll disappear.

One second was all he asked for. For an explanation and forgiveness.

One second and one push was all it took.

And he was gone.