Dec 2016
Once upon a time...
Seconds turn to minutes,
As we meet for the first time,
A gift from above, so divine.
Minutes turn to hours,
And it feels like an eternity,
An eternity I've known you.
Hours turn to days,
The zeal, the vitality,
Starts fading like snow.
Days turn to weeks,
I wonder if I should say hi,
Wonder if I should give up.
Weeks turn to months,
And the grave is being dug,
The bridge starts to burn.
Months turn to years,
And it's become too late,
All is lost, all is a stale grey.
Years turn to today,
Today I thought of you,
And I regret that we lost touch.
The End...
Seconds turn to minutes,
As we meet for the first time,
A gift from above, so divine.
Minutes turn to hours,
And it feels like an eternity,
An eternity I've known you.
Hours turn to days,
The zeal, the vitality,
Starts fading like snow.
Days turn to weeks,
I wonder if I should say hi,
Wonder if I should give up.
Weeks turn to months,
And the grave is being dug,
The bridge starts to burn.
Months turn to years,
And it's become too late,
All is lost, all is a stale grey.
Years turn to today,
Today I thought of you,
And I regret that we lost touch.
The End...
Written 20 March 2016
