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