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Photo by mattmckenzie_photography on Instagram. (Inspired by Lucas Simoes.)

Photo by mattmckenzie_photography on Instagram. (Inspired by Lucas Simoes.)

Time will come,
we will be rotting and decaying,
soon decomposed
and nothing more
but bones and a gravestone.

We will soon be forgotten
like lyrics to a song that once topped the charts
but may we always be a melody that's hummed
no matter how old and however desolated
because we still warm hearts.

People might've wept during our internment
and will cry some more thereafter
but that wouldn't matter anymore—
we will not be there to wipe those tears
nor comfort them since we're gone.

We might've been just another chapter
or even just another character to fill in a role
but I hope we did our parts and gave our all.
Nothing lasts forever as the cliche saying goes
but may we be a story worth telling a hundred lifetimes more.

© 2019 Gabriela Veronica

Comments

Gabriela Veronica (author) from Makati, Philippines on September 27, 2019:

Thank you, Adnan! Thank you very much! :)

Adnan from Earth, Universe on September 27, 2019:

"But may we be a story worth telling hundred lifetimes more..."...such perfect words...time is a thing which is very intricate...and sure in its way there's nothing permanent....but things do last as whispers in the wind and echoes....to listen....a beautiful write...Gabriela ...thanks for sharing...!

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