Fading Bubble

Knowing a bubble is somehow enjoyable.
Feels happy and breathe-taking.
Happiness so incomparable
And paradise in the making.

Memories that brings you to heaven,
Laughters that calms my mind.
Hearing that squacks of the Raven
And voice that no one can find.

Lost in the clouds and skies
Jolting through the time's change
Not hearing goodbyes.
And memories that will forever range.

Floating in the midnight
And soaring through lands and seas.
So warming, you are in my sight
And I can hear the singing of the bees.

How long will you vanish?
How far will you go?
Is there a finish?
I just want to know.

Will you stay with me?
Will you leave my side?
Is this meant to be?
Or is this just a short ride?

Someday the bubble I know, will go.
I know somehow it'll bend.
This happiness is not forever in a row
And just tick of the clock and the end.