connecting the dots as they are
and collecting the fragments of
You were once a part of me
(but never knew);
You took a part of me
(but never will know).
Because I thought I had more time,
I ended up with nothing but
chimes striking one o'clock.
Too late to try, too easy to --
A landscape portrait without you. Every option,
every possible path presented here, is
In time, I have lost you (and that
piece of me you tore off on the
In time, I will look for you, behind
every second hand and
binary calculation that
picked you out of my life too soon.