Sunday, March 30, 2014

I don't get it

I keep myself so physically busy with things that don't even matter 
To keep my mind off you
But apparently it doesn't work that way

Everything else is a fleeting moment
They don't last
Nothing lasts
You come and go
To and fro
As you wish

I can have a thousand moments
With a thousand others
But they are nothing
As compared to that one moment
With you