Time.

It’s time we stop loving,

It’s time to stop wishing.

It’s time we walk out,

Breathe and sing aloud-

The endings are to be beautiful.

Like the sunset,

Like the autumn,

The fiery colours-

They mark the end with might.

The hues, bright and live,

Mark the death-

Of dreams that made the earth smile,

Of laughs that made the mountains blush.

Of tears that only two souls knew!

Things change,

People change, and

Destinies are often rewritten.

But I tell you,

Nothing can dim what the heart holds.

Love alone, never dies.

Love alone, mixes into the worlds’ soul;

And with time, goes unseen. Forgotten.

But still, it lives, forever.

How can the intangible be ever broken!