If I could turn back the clock

there were momentsfrozen in time, but never undone there were wordsspoken in haste, and forever hanging in that space between the dimensionof forgiveness and pain laughters that echothrough the tunnels of time there is love that is overwhelmingbut still not enough it is not emptiness that remainbut bittersweet pain, the deep loss that knows  what will never be replaced.  Copyright  © 2016 ninotaziz