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To Last


If time stood still, and I returned to a place I always dream, could I forget the past, lose the present, for a future light once did gleam? The trouble is this: it never lasts- in the day I'm always caught, for at night I return to the past I yearn and the dream I've always sought. My smile lies; I hide it well, and you see only what I care, but read my eyes and seek this truth: there is no one this pain did spare. A life without love is nothing to live but has everything you can choose. Beware of the clouds that follow before; Cling to only what you can afford to lose. I once met a man who held the world, and I loved so hopelessly, yet there came a day with nothing to last because I was no longer his Annabel Lee.
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