Strange, my remembrance to cloud my mind in a time like this. Lines scripted softly all allude to the times we shared. Nights alone, contemplation I am different now. I tread this labyrinth path in my search for clarity. Piece it together, fragments of love which I possess now. Why in this way do I see you now, with stasis out of reach? Entangled mind, for what could have been and now will never be.