Echoes of Time

Time flies. Time flies like the wind through my hands. Memories stay,

but they don't understand. Echoes of laughter now whispers in vain. The more I move

on, the more I feel pain. Time flies, emotion remains.

Love fades, but the scars never change. Pain increases, shadows grow tall.

People leave, but their voices still call. Footsteps are fading on this empty street.

Broken goodbyes and the songs on repeat. I chase the daylight, but night's closing

in. Wishing for love where the darkness begins. If I could rewind,

would it be the same? Would you still leave or would you stay?