Moments...

A bag of shells
The chime of bells
A few leaves
Photographs in heaps…
That’s all we’re left with
Of moments we loved…
Moments we can near touch…
But moments captured
Remain just so…
Captured…
Got to learn to let them go…
Let the moments flow…

A striking face
So full of grace
Haunting eyes that controlled my mind
That’s all we’re left with
Of people we loved
People we can never touch…
But images captured…
Remain just so…
Captured…
Got to learn to let them go…
Let the moments flow…

(Wrote this years and years ago in college and my friend actually composed the music for it and we had plans to make a music video featuring the two of us!! Good days those were…)