What makes a few moments special?
What really motivates me?
How is it that things from yesterday
Are long forgotten whispers
But a few seconds from years ago
Send goosebumps all over my body?
Why do I bother when I know the futility?
And why do I give up when I know hope?
Life just refuses to pass me by..
I refuse to let it go too
As we continue to interact and change
And I just don't get answers
That are deceptively simple