I’ll come… I’ll go….
No one will ever come to know…
I’ll meet people…. I’ll make friends…
I’ll move in the direction the road bends…
I’ll go with the flow… some quick, some extremely slow…
Where life takes me… I’ll obediently follow…
I have no business, no purpose…
No particular or general role I suppose…
There is nothing the world has to offer to me…
No one’s got something that belongs to me…
So no one’s got any meaning here
That would make things a bit more clear…
As I go on living this life as directed…
A lot will happen which I hadn’t predicted…
Every person I meet… every relation I build…
Would be based on self-interest n then later guilt…
Things that meant so much will easily finish…
Bonds so strong, will one day diminish…
And people will move on…
As time waits for none…
All I’ll remain as is a memory…
Cherished or regretted, but definitely history…
No one would try to work things out even once…
And let go so easily hence…
And I too thinking that it has to be this way
Will loose so many “a love” day after day…
Not realizing that what we left behind…
Picturing as a waste of time in mind
Could’ve actually been a thing to last…
But we didn’t care to try as we were too fast…
So the next time someone leaves…
THINK…
What if it wasn’t meant to be just breeze???