We'll sew the seams and make the memories.  We only see what fits our dreams. The moments are filtered and whittled down to make our delusion come to life. My reality is not the same as yours. We each only see what we want.  Our desires misplaced and misread, we struggle through the maze of unseen passions. We will hunt for our souls in between every word that is said. We will falter at the touch of others, failing to recognize the connection made or lost. We can all be successful if we alter the goals. We can bend the words, and the wills then we surely can bend the goals.