Lost is a place,
Between today and tomorrow,
For in tears I drown my sorrow,
The minute you stop the chase;

Lonely is the night,
When cold gusts and whispers,
Accompany my base desires,
Since you quit the fight;

Distance in between us,
A split second from day to night to day,
And every strike that ticks away,
Marks the moment you distrust;

Memory is but dreams,
A hint of what if and what was,
A semblance of reality with a pause,
When we're no longer on the same team.

@byizn