What is this moment worth waiting for? Where is it, this place in time that starts my life? When will it happen, this time to become someone new? This time when I can cease and become a difference Where is my choice or lack of it When did change become the only thing I have? When does my life begin?
We create worlds for the people we love. Little un-burstable spaces of infinite time, those little one seconds that last days longer Lost symbols of nothing before but now mean everything Places only your world of two have seen before Heavens made for picture frames to be locked away in album frames always treasured by the bliss retained Dreams of long lost sights but stilled reached towards like green lights We perfect these corny little alcoves of space just to remember how important it is to hold love and hold our loves to us.