Saturday, January 17, 2009

to those who are leaving...me.


people come,
and people go.
they step on the sand,
leaving footsteps behind.




love comes,
and love dies.
it wraps around our heart,

and tears it apart.



friends come,
and friends go.
they touch our heart,
leaving memories attached.




things come,
and eventually go.
let them go if we must,
but hold them close,
to the heart,
and allow the sweet memories,
to live with us.



2 comments:

Anonymous said...

ala! sweetnya! <3

Anonymous said...

jgn sedih mok. i'll be right here waiting for you. euwhhh sounds so gay. hahahah