Moments will move
seeking endless wonders
warmth to be found
Excavating the truth
an empty bed beckons the ever changing moon
fulfilling these voids with memories of you
eternally dreaming
futuristic pretense
catching up to time lost
speeding up the past
creating time travel
who’d knew we’d be engineers of romance…
rotating sides, rotating words
in a one dimensional world
figuring out the differences
the rarest formula couldn’t fix this
science couldn’t keep us alive
We just lost our chance, we missed it.
-LorenAtSunset
Loren writes 