♥Reira♥Layla♥Raera♥

The second hand tick, another moment is gone,

Another instant of life – refuse to linger on.

Sunrise to sundown, another rotation is gone,

The moon looks down – upon repetition.

Seasons pass, flowers bloom to die and is gone,

Trees shed their leaves – to whisper goodbye.

People move on, they love and hate and will be gone,

It’s the way life works – today and so on.

What’s here today, tomorrow will be gone,

Why cry when you can laugh?

Why hate when you can love?

Why dream when you can feel?

Why hold your breath when life will soon be gone?