Midnights in slow motion
The deafening sound of a moment turning a page
I wonder how I am able to stand so still
Yet in a split second
A blink of an eye
Yesterdays begin to pile up behind me
Unable to reach back
They fade
And I wonder if they’ve become wasted moments in time
*Originally posted June 12, 2015
the days are so slow but the years fly by. this is really beautiful, tosh. ❤️
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Thanks, Rachel.
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“Wasted moments in time” Sigh!
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