there, in that moment of bliss,
i could live a thousand lifetimes,
and never grow tired of it,
that sweet, beautiful moment
when everything was just as it should be
and no one could keep it away, even us.

but life isn't one moment,
and as they fade one into the next,
we see not the moment,
but the mosaic,
many little moments falling into a bigger picture,
the events that make up the past
forging the path for the future.

the moments are fleeting,
and yet,
i long for just the one,
that perfect moment,
caught in a snapshot,
frozen forever in memory only,
framed on the wall.