the words are back

the words are back and i don't like it
from age to age the scale of life changes
as a child minute to minute, whole days are eternities...

i used to have to ask myself if i ever truly loved you
or just the idea of you
i'd chase myself down the halls & around the corners of my mind
comparing notes on who i think you are
how you treat me and how i treat you
i'll admit, things don't stack up well
but i keep slipping back to that moment
when we were together
i felt the warmth of contentment
even happiness
in the form of your smile
and a sunset on beach
you pressed up against me
your hair soft on my face
it was just a moment

fleeting, & probably insignificant to you
and i realize now that the scale of life can change anytime
because that moment expanded to an eternity
and so remains

i must hide that memory away
because that eternity can swallow me
again and again

and as the sands of time slip through my fingers
i will never know what eternity each one contained