Sometimes, I wonder how much is in me.
This drifting emotion has me wishing.
Time will always renew itself, I am certain, for the time being.
Reminiscing, imagining, bring me closer, but not physically.
When i was in love; love was in me.
All my heart wants is to accept & conform to the changing times.
Flowers and chocolates are still lovely.
I'm full of love, wishes, and passion, but
it's easy to be unchanging & change is hard to stop.