How Time Flies

Let's go back in time. In the past while I was traveling. I saw times when I was down.

I laughed at what I saw. I heard bitter and sweet words. I've seen people mold me. I wish I had asked them.

But I didn't have enough time. By the time all the photos started to fade. I saw you coming. I couldn't help but stare and gaze.

Yes these kinds of things make you stand out. There was a whisper in the air that we would be.