When was the day;
the hour or minute
It all began to fade?

Where is the link
back to us
before we lost control?

Why did we become
complacent about us?

We let down our guard
around our time together

We didn't cherish it
We let others in

and slowly they tore it
away from us

we found ourselves
struggling to find the time
bits and pieces
here and there

I see you in passing
I hear your echo
but you are a ghost to me
An apparition of a life
I once thought we might have

But then the invasion began

and our universe
was taken away
with our permission