You

Days, months, years
Year upon year
An ever changing face

You rise and fall
Appear on pedestals
And come crashing down
You are past and future
But just not now

Small moments
Thoughtful words
Body parts
Filtered scenes
Familiar phrases
The quest
The breakdown
The anticipation

A history of color & texture
Of volume & melody
A cacophony in symphony
A beautiful mess

Tomorrow is a blank canvass
Peaceful, quiet, complete
Perfection in the contrast