One Dream...

Far like the moon
and distant of reach like moments before
what was written is not always truth
But like those false pages
You were a bitter thought
I learned patience but all too soon
Your feelings changed
Like the clock hands shifting the days
And I was just too late
What captures us?
Steals our emotions
A love lost to ink and grey
A fascination killed in a moment
When did those promises become meaningless?
Lost in the storm you do frighten me
Like a rush of life though my eyes
I envy the view of things...