So Much, so much...

so much, so much....
that slipped from our fingers, drifting to the earth...
so much so much...
that kiss our cheek, but flow through the chin...

so much so much...
that is gone forever, yet we let them go not...
so much so much...
we are lost, though we lost the road not...

so much so much...
and yet so little...
where art thou when thee dwelt here?
right in my heart, where thee dwell still?