There was a minute in our lives 
That I remember in such days as these. 
And yes, it was awhile ago, and 
Optics change as time weighs down our lives -- 

But in that place, that zone, I knew 
And focused solely, squarely, upon you: 
And love was built from tiny observations, 
Details, reveling in the specific -- 

But now, the details blur. It's hard to see 
Or hear or feel when minds are pulled away 
Into the maelstrom that's become the world, 
And walking by becomes now walking passed -- 

There was a minute in our lives 
That I remember in such days as these: 
For I don't love you less, I love you more, 
So don't mistake distraction for 

Indifference