Hopes at a high
As the smoke sets to follow
Past mistakes, having yet to let go..
With wishing words
That are tough to swallow..
As Time.. slows
Reminiscing lost photos
Bringing only smiles.. But those
Were years ago..
& now she says she has to go..
Little did we know our goodbyes
only last but tomorrow..
With Bad Timing.. Comes Sad Timing
As "Good old Times"
Are just "Good Times that are old"..
With those last words
"Ever Told"
"Hello".. Do you have Time?
"Do I"? With no reply..
For lost Time is only wasted Time..
Gone missing..
& Now it only seems
All I ask is Time.. For it to Just listen
For our Time is still flying..
As this smile today
Tomorrow will be dying..
Yea the Beauty..
The pain is only temporary....
