Can't it always be this way
why do people change,
why does time move on.
we struggle against a current
that pulls our body one way,
but the soul another.
It pulls my hand from your grasp,
desperately struggling
to hold the precious memory
of a time long since past.

A random chance,
Fraction of a second.
But coincidence or fate,
Two dimensions poised
Divergent courses take a tangent
An intersection never meant to be.
What they lack in time together
Is made up for in passion.
For a fraction of a second
They become one.
The Moment Rests,
hung in silent tranquility,
In that perfect little piece,
of Eternity.

Mind over matter
so they say
but the mind is fickle
unclear and ever changing
while matter cannot be destroyed or created
controlling matter
an un-diminishable force
is simply impossible

I'll flick you away like my cigarette ****.

Burnt out.