When the time came,
As suddenly as it was
Expected, the time
Passed, but not spent,
Is the time upon which
We dwell. Bittersweet
Partings were so
Future-distant when first
We reunioned, and time
Was long and wide open,
And plans were loose
And fancy free, but
Now the acute tick-tocking
Awareness of seconds
Passing by and never
Stopping reminds us
Of the relentless truth
That when the time came
It also went.