Time

Well, it’s all about time,

The memories that we create

With the people we love,

With the people we trust

It doesn’t matter if,

The moments created were bad,

Or the memories were good,

Eventually,

When we will remember them,

We are going to laugh at our stupidity.

No matter how much you will want to relive those moments,

It’ll all just be a waste of time.

For time once gone,

Will never come back

It’s important to understand the way memories and time play with our emotions.

Don’t let your mind play with your heart,

Move on,

Make new memories,

Make a new start.

Because at the end,

Everything is about time.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha how true ..my Da' use to tell me (many times) "Son, we can never go back!" and time itself only a contrivance anyway eh!?
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[iamshadowine]

so true! thank you reading my poem :)