Life is Strange

Life is Strange

Praying for a photograph
A pocket of your time
A moment canned, a final laugh
A place where you were mine
A space no storm could strip away
Regardless of its call
A beach where we could frolic, play
Beneath a lighthouse tall
A distance safe from butterflies
With playful wings, carefree
With cause effect, events are tied
Conclusions we can’t flee
In chaos framed, we reap the best
That’s how the theory goes
Its sometimes harsh, that final test
Its best nobody knows
As scenes develop as we go
An album over time
Life is strange, so make it so
This photograph of mine