Time flows within us all. Babies. Children. Teenagers. Young adults. Adults. And soon, without notice, people are settling down with wrinkles all over their bodies, aches that only come with age, sights getting blurry, and their time coming to an end. Without notice, time flows within us all. With time, comes responsibilities, duties, jobs; working their way up to grasp our attention and full concentration. Our focus. Our entire being. Time seems to stop. People start ignoring the presence of time that flows, that continuously waiting for the chance to be noticed once again. But still, time flows inside us all. Without notice. Silent. Waiting. Lurking. And seemingly unassuming. Before it strikes back to make people aware of its presence where it never leaves in the first place. But people forgets. People ignores. People overlooks. People evades. People avoids. People simply forgets. But time doesn’t forget. Doesn’t leave. Always there. Always ticking its slender hand to the calm rythmic tempo of its seconds, minutes, hours.Tick. Tock. Time flows in us all. And as we forgets, time remembers. As we leaves, time stays. Yet, when it catches up with us, we said : where does all the time go? When it is us that forgets and time doesn’t.