Even as they fade from view...

Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever. The truth is … I'm afraid of time. I mean, I'm afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. I'm afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. You can't fix them without time. I'm frightened of seeing snapshots, not movies. I'm scared of not being able to spend enough time with you. I'm worried time won't give me the explanations I need. How did it get so late so soon?