“Time” says your past is gone.
If “Time” was in the form of a person
And you see it passing by you
Some time gently and some time quick
And you say to it carry on.
One day you fall in love with this “Time”
And like all other things, it’s hard to leg go
Something that you love, very much.
It stays with you, possesses you and never let’s you go
You argue with it, just like all lovers do
And one day , when you sit wiping your tears of joy or pain
“Time” is always there with you.
This person of “Time” says to us, your past is gone
And you don’t know about the future
All you have is the present
Which you wouldn’t like it to be gone.
It comes and it goes
What you do with it in the present is all
that matters to each one of us.