Sun

Sun light comes barging in bright, 

so we arise. 

We gather our thoughts 

and the seconds 

The Minutes  

The hours 

The months

And The years

Slip past our fingers. 

As we toil the days childlike in this hourglass sandbox that is life,

No one ever stays. 

Because the sandcastles we built here are just made of sand.

 So When the sun goes down,

we must go home to rest. 

Pictures of us

I wish we had more pictures of us. 

I wish there was a place for me to go back 

and look at them and see you again. 

a place where we were in love again. 

A time where there is no time 

except for the time like there was 

in the pictures of you and me laughing,

Or dancing and falling in love. 

I remember the day I told you I was coming over for you.

 you said you were leaving me. 

All this time I spent with the picture of you and me I could of taken more pictures of us. 

I should have taken more pictures of us.