They say growing up is beautiful 

But beauty doesn't last, 

Are we but fleeting ? 

They say heartbreak works, 

It creates your person 

But there leaves a void 

A void to be filled 

With memories and longing

Only if that's alright 

They say infinity is always 

But infinity is also nothing 

And when  nothing exists, 

Did we have something? 

Were we just another cog 

Of cosmic ash and dust

Because that's all we are 

Says your philosophy 

Do past memories remain buried 

Because it impedes the now 

Or is it because we were ashamed 

Or youth and innocence 

And the possibility of fairy tales 

Of great classic literature 

Of tragedy and sorry 

That the story lingers on 

Because tragedy sells 

Are we? 

Or are we just 

Passing masses

Or perhaps 

One is left lingering 

For a sense of 

Normalcy and a 

Happily 

Ever after? 

 Happy birthday you. 

Perhaps I never want these memories to disappear. 

Because the day they are gone is the day you fade to dust.

And I can't bear to say goodbye