When I was a younger man,
there wasn't much that I can't
But as the twinkles turns to wrinkles, in my eyes,
expectations dies
All in time and in some time,
there wasn't much that I can


Its man's fate to wither in time,
what's the use of saving every dime,
you came alone, you go alone,
this change in view, is what it does to you,
When I was a younger man,
there wasn't much that I can't


You value things that you never knew,
like relationships and then a few,
Love, Loss, regret, memories,
life is empty without these,
Believe me when I say to you,
these are the things that makes you YOU


And in time if you find someone,
blessed be you, for all I can tell,
a life lived loved, is sublime,
I wish I had some more time,
when I was a younger man,
I would have cherished all I can

Now I realize;

How can you leave her
while she was the one
who taught you what love is

How can you ignore her
while she was the one
who received everything from you

How can you get rid of her
while she is the one
who always stays in your mind

Coz she was your other half, and she still is.

I love you,
but I can't be with you.
It's not the distance.
It's not the time.
It's all in my mind.
I'm not stable.
I'm not pure.
You deserve the best.
You deserve more.
Sadly I can't give you that.
So, RIP to our memories,
and let them bring you no pain.
Someday you'll thank me.
For you'll never be the same.
You can do better,
and I've shown you that.
So goodbye and farewell.
I wish you all that you deserve.

I just sang a song
because of you. I cringed
a little,
cradled a broken part of me
in these arms where love
used to be nested.
I shed a tear
for you. I mend a little heartache.

Slowly, we are becoming adults and we have no choice.
We are cursed with growing old
It's quite depressing
We have no way of stopping it
We have no choice
We are destined go grow old
There's no turning back
Theres no point in fighting it
How could you even fight it?
It's inevitable
We live our lives how we are told
Graduate high school, go to college
Get a job, get married, have a family
Everyone's end goal is the same
It's strange that everyone can be so different, yet we are all destined to the same fate:
Death