The way it goes

Forever
is but a blink of the eye
Together
until the day we die
You’ll never
forget these words we shared
Best ever
until the next best serves

You may think I’m a cynical fool
You don’t hear my dithyrambic drool
In the end, all my memories fade away
At my door, another stranger comes to stay

Yes, that’s the way it goes
Yes, that’s the way I chose

We may dream that we’re bound to find the one
We may recognize signs in each and everyone
Glance around and you’re sure to catch her eye
Dither long and she’s poised to pass you by

No, that’s not superstition
It’s just my own admission

Advertisements

Leave a comment

Filed under love, Philosophy, Poetry

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s