Time Dilation

Why is it,
That, when you desire most,
Does time come to a standstill;
All but halts?

You will it on,
To just skip a few ticks,
Yet, never does you it obey.
It always has its own way.

Its hard, it really is,
To watch time slide by slowly,
As you, there stand,
Helpless, hand in hand.

Wish that there was a knob,
That could give you some control,
To the sands of time,
To bend them to your will...
Alas...