Her Perspective

She sat there gazing into nothing. "..another day and time.." she says to herself over and over again. A day and time that was. Not the one to come.
"How do I touch a moment?
that exists but in my mind,
I think, I feel, I live, I breathe
but will I find ?
Whatever it is that I seek..
My quest?
Where will it lead..?
Back to where it all began..
Perhaps...
Someday that moment in time
will occur again
I will then be fleeting
and will pass it with my arms outstretched,
Trying to touch it but unable to see it
As it exists..
A lifetime made of moments lost, to seek is the destiny I know....
To live love lose and yet live and love.. thats how this story goes..."