Time

There are things,

which can be taken,

by the time.

There are things,

which will be abraded,

by the time.

There are things,

that are resistant to time;

that are survivor of time;

that can withstand time.

The love of mine to you,

which is,

protected by the memory I have;

nurtured by the smile you gave;

grown by my faith to love.

Our love,

would be the survivor,

of time.

Our love,

would have a happy ending.

Before the days come,

I wish you are happy,

like the angel in heaven.

Before the days come,

I wish you are blessed,

like a kid pampered by parents.

p/s:

I found my high school ID card in my cupboard and it seems like a brand new card to me. I think time ropes almost everything in the world; but it’s not my love to her; it’s not my faith to love.