What can I drop in five minutes ?, certainly not my feelings, else I would rant. why only five minutes?, the nerves, making me pant. five minutes left of the best moment of my day, five minutes left to hear what you have to say, five minutes, five minutes, the time just ticks by, fading away, going to darkness, leaving me dry, I wait till the moment I see your expressions, posted on my wall, my inbox, even a chat-like recession. my five minutes are probably running out, I wish you wouldn't leave me. Damn, I wanna shout. But then again, what's five minutes to a day, and a day to three years?, we have much time, to conquer our fears, let's hope my minutes go faster and that time starts to fly, it's not too far from now, 3 years, blink time, I lie ?. So leave with my thoughts in a poetic form, leave with this poem as you head to your dorm, leave with the comfort of knowing I care, leave with desire of knowing I'll dare.