Time

Cold,
Hard,
Foreign,
Under my fingertips
Slipping 
Farther and farther 
Away
And 
Try as I might
I cannot get it back in my grasp
Like sand
Fleeing from my grip
Slipping through the space in my fingers
You're not the person 
That I recall
Warm,
Happy,
Safe,
Are you
What happened to you
Time