We all move from one to another. We just don’t realize it.

20!9

Love is an emotion, a lasting motion, and a confused notion.
Creating commotion and requiring devotion.
A mystery in itself like an ocean.

Starting with the eyes, stopping at a blink and ending where it began.
Hands wrapped, arms tight, and dreams merged.
A wish without a definite plan, its an excuse to throw our past in the trash can.

A smile is all it takes, to leave the past behind us.
And the past is all it takes to leave the present behind us.

2X19

My flashbacks lead to many thoughts.
Every day, I see myself trying to connect the dots.
But then I wake up.

Waking up half-dead, trying to live until I die.
Looking for life destined to reach death.
All it takes is being out of breath.

Flashbacks are memories that you missed out on.
Running a marathon at the pace of a sprint is like doing enough just to hang on.
Falling while following leads to a yawn.
But then I wake up.