not time but circumstances

Its not time its
Circumstance
Things change and so do we
Little things
On the rocky path
Of life
Pebbles we dislodge
Cause landslides
Things you hope would
Always last
Becomes your past
You drove me
Made me,crazy? Never
Always
Embraced me
Forgave me 
But where do we go
From here
When all the love
Is faded
A house isn't a
Home when all your
Love ones are gone

Reviews

[~m Y s T i C~]

that was such a nice piece thnk u 4 sharing~ it totally hit me, in a good way.
thnks again

[Entrelesnuages]

Short but pleasant and so true. I really enjoyed the metaphor of the rocky path.