Sun rises, sun sets.
Days stretch out in between.
Nothing stays the same.
Like the seasons
Sometimes the journey isn’t meant to be forever.
Sometimes it’s just two souls reconnecting for awhile,
And then going on their separate ways.
Who knows what the purpose was?
Who knows what a soul’s journey is about?
Who knows if two souls don’t agree
To meet in this lifetime,
Just to remind them each of a lesson they came to learn?
Or of who they are, in their essence.
When the obligation is met
They move on to complete their own journey.
I still believe in love.
I still believe it never dies.
All those who I once professed to love,
I still love.
The love changes
It can’t be destroyed.
It never dies.
I believe in love.
In the end,
It’s all there. is.