as I travel into time
I have the chance
to relive this day anew

hours erased from my past
actions undone and
words were never spoken

what if those moments
were precious
never could they
be repeated
what then is my cost
of their loss...

so I travel out of time
trying to find the minutes
to capture the thoughts
that once were

by days end
what I knew was
that time never stands alone
future is always
holding its hand