If if I were to run faster
could I outrun a ghost?
Or if I walked backwards
could I hold it once more?
Every waking moment
feels like sleep.
Waiting for my eyes to open
to your gaze staring back at me.
No way to pass the moments,
without passing the thought of you.
I want to hold a moment.
Holding your hand-
holding mine too,
but they always let go.
The day is too bright
but not light enough to see.
Time too long,
but not slow enough,
to bind you
to me.
The moments haunt me,
each step
following
the future I cannot have.
The moments taunt me,
each day
wallowing
in a past that I wish I could have
now.
Could I have you in this life?
No
Perhaps the next?
Only the end of time will show.
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Originally Posted by Shadowlight
