1 minute and 17 seconds... such little time... so little amount of movement, such precious minutes... such precious seconds... but it's nothing to many people... yes, 1 minute 17 seconds can make a very big difference in someone's life... it can allow someone to prevent from getting crushed under... i don't know, a ton of rocks? it could save someone's life, CPR anyone? it could mean the amount of time to say the most important words a person would say in his or her entire life, "I Do..." it could mean the time taken to aim and shoot some terrorist in the head with a sniper bullet? or it could make someone's day last a little shorter and make him feel abit less tired... i second to the last example...

1 minute 17 seconds... that's how long the call lasted... i don't know why.. it left a bad aftertaste in my mouth... was that a smooch i heard after the good bye? or was i imagining things? or was it the sqeaking of the handphone being closed after the call? i don't know... all i knwo what that i needed more, wanted more, hunger for more... desired more... but i got none... it made my day feel like it has an even more psychological weighted pressure on my head and my heart.. i don't know anymore... but i have to keep quiet about it... i can't be selfish and talk to you and continue with what happened in my day... still ahve to let you rest... maybe i'm just too selfless... maybe i'm just that naive... maybe i'm just too stupid to message you, telling you and asking if i can call you... i don't know... one full day and all i ahd to really talk is... 1 minute and 17 seconds... it felt lesser than that... the time grew longer... the length grew longer... the distance grew longer... i can't feel anything other than the weight that's pulling my heart down now... even as i type, i feel it's strain upon my chest... it hurts.... but i know that it's only psycological...

1 minute and 17 seconds... how i wish for it to last longer... save me.... someone...