what if we stopped the time
to the moment where you held my hand
and told me it’s okay to cry when i’m sad
it’s okay to scream when i’m mad

what if we stopped the time
to the moment when our eyes locked up
in a fantasy
our bodies attached and picked up
to a room of secrecy

what if we stopped the time
and told you i love you a thousand times
before the clock ticks and end our time

what if we stopped the time
under the sky forever staring at the stars
and longing for a moment of mending scars
desiring a form of you
sculpted into my heart
dreaming of you
transforming into shapes of art

what if we stopped the time
because i hate saying goodbye