we'll leave too

 

everyone is temporary,

even you and me

it might be hard to believe 

that someday we just leave

that someday we realise that forever is a lie

that nothing stays here forever

that everyone, everything will end one day or another 

that life, the living and the non living

ends eventually 

that maybe one day

we'll leave too 

me and you.





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