There are stories untold,
and some are yet to unfold.

We make promises to live by,
and a few memories that never die.

Surely, our paths were meant to cross,
And the time we spent wasn't a loss.

We build the sand castles on the beach,
and soon the sea takes it away from our reach.

Then you might get upset, lose hope and cry,
or smile and give it another try.

If not, don't let me find you regretting and fretting,
because sometimes we survive by forgetting.