Flash.
For just a moment I see the light again
The shimmering reasons why
I used to love you more than was ever good for me.
Flash. Flash.
There it is again
Like driving through a tunnel of trees
The light hitting my face in places
The magic promise of what might be waiting
The forgotten glimmer of times gone by.
But then
The clouds come
And the air stills
And I feel all that is bright
Disappear.
All that flashes now
Are the reasons why
I have to leave or
Die.
(c) Slumpless
