the way life used to be
isn't quite what I miss.
it's each individual
moment, lapsing over
and over
one another--
to create the
perfect image
of everything
I have lost.
Part 2
the way life used to be
isn't quite what I miss.
it's each individual
moment, lapsing over
and over
one another--
to create the
perfect image
of everything
I have lost.