Times will change,
Creating that space,
Parting in life,
It will be the final goodbye,
But that pulse will stay,
With the love in the air,
My heart will ache,
The break will always shake,
As we both move on,
I just hope those memories,
will live on,
Without a fade,
Love is very afraid,
Finding new hearts,
That will return the mark
But first love will never die,
But all you can do,
Is say goodbye,
Watching it fade,
Through time.
BY James Aykroyd
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