Stuck are the moments that we can never get back.
We replay conversations, to
value the depth of those
words. The looks that were made were like unspoken
agreements. They are forever stuck in time. I remember
it all and I feel
different. But yesterday isn’t today.
But it was yesterday that I could understand your touch
because we were there
and alive. Who we were didn’t
matter. It was like soulful moments that were
splattered,
coloring me. It all happened in rhythms.
Yesterday is gone now and I'll never forget. It feels like
I was teleported back to that mind state. That memory
Yesterday is gone now and I'll never forget. It feels like
I was teleported back to that mind state. That memory
is in my mind. No time to rewind so I got to
press play.
Today is a new time.
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