5 minutes, where nothing else mattered,
5 minutes, where I wasn't broken, wasn't shattered.
The world outside stood distant, blurred,
With no more sound, no more word.
In those five minutes, I felt whole,
I wasn't searching, yet found my soul.
5 more minutes, you said.
But even after more than that,
time stood still,
neither of us daring to move.
We stayed there, frozen, side by side,
In that fleeting moment, nothing to hide.
We didn't dare to break the spell,
As if moving would wake the world as well.
For once we moved, the spell might break,
The night might fade, the dawn might wake.