Everyone has their favourite times,
sat on that hill watching the sunrise
or at home watching tv whilst it’s pitch black outside

When this moment you’re in feels safe
Tastes like candyfloss
and smells like comfort and lavender

You wish by stopping the clock
time itself would pause
You wish you could collect all
those wasted moments
and use them in that moment so it never stop

But instead those moments
were eaten up greedily
and given to those moments
you’d rather not remember