Out with the old, in with the new.
What about the moments that we long to redo?
I am stuck in the past with special beings that have touched my heart.
Memory as sharp as a dart.
I am still in your apartment scrolling through Tumblr for the first time.
I am still sneaking out on high school nights to see you like it's a crime.
In a state of timelessness.
The moments only snap back to reality by questions like "What time is it?"
I just hope I have that effect on others.
Memories that are literally so powerful they make the time continuum vortex flutter.
I am so in love with my memories.
But more tied to future energies.
So I ease into the future.
Every second feeling like a century.
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