Just a little poem

[bunnehboi]

A light in the Dark

Time heals, turns, bends, flows,
feelings change, diminish & grow,
nothing is certain, nothing is sure,
except this feeling, this I know.

Passion lives, grows, changes,
onward towards its destination,
where shall things end I wonder.
Who can say? Who will know?

Love transcends this mortal coil,
builds our strength, comforts our grief.
Love builds the flame of hope eternal,
a flame that shall never die.