Nothing is ever meant to be forever, we have, we taste, it leaves, and we thirst for the wonderful of it all...It was lovely, so like a velvet night of glory. it lasted, lingering through the night like music.....
Now like a flicker that sparkles for a moment, the magic has turned into sadness, leaving memories of what could of been so beautiful, but time brought much understanding, making all glorious gems lose there gleam....
Why does music turn so sad when things of beauty seem to change like the clouds in the morning dew!! Was it meant to last awhile to taste the sweetness of such vintage wine!!
For what cometh to one heart should never have to leave, making it hurt crying without fault, touching the flames may of burnt, but a pleasant burn, the hurt came after the fire burned away the flames, now only trees among the shadows of hurt does one see..
Not a song does one hear, they have left with the breeze just awhile ago when it kissed your cheek good-bye and blew away softly in the sunset of a beautiful day never to be forgotten...