Some things in life are meant to be destroyed,
No matter how happy it makes you,
Even though there's no substitute to fill that void,
The color of love fades away like a lighter hue,
Making you feel disheartened and annoyed,
And you may feel there's no escape from such a specious view,
But somehow it gives you a new reason to live and a new hope which awaits for the miracles that are still due...