when the clock strikes thirteen

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i replace my analog with a twenty-four-hour

digital timepiece because it makes me feel like i have

double the amount of time with you. i’m frightened by the idea

that one day, the big and little hands of my life will stop

spinning, just like the ones that once denoted our time

together. i think about you when the clock strikes thirteen

which is to say you haven’t crossed my mind at all

until now. do you ever think about whether or not our

time was cut short? sometimes, i think i wish we had

more time, but i don’t let myself think about it for too

long. see, the more i do, the harder it is to keeping moving

along a timeline that you are no longer part of.