Anytime 

by Kristina

It could be midnight
One in the afternoon, two, or three 
But you are there 
Every time, undoubtedly
I could be eating
Alone, or in the shower 
But the thought of your face is 
A constant reminder 
That what I feel
Is painful but true 
And I’ll never be ready
To give up on you
It could be morning
Or late afternoon
When I think of the end 
It is always too soon
A year could go by
Maybe five, maybe ten
But I’ll always feel this way
And I’d do it all again