I thought id be able to be by your side after these years have passed ... However I think our time hasn't come .. It's been so long that I've seen you .. Do you think you'd still like me .. Let alone love me ? .. Love is timeless they say .. It's just that I don't live in that generation I guess. You are only alive till the last person who knows you is alive.
Isn't that amazing ? .. Centuries from now .. We wouldn't have even existed .. I'm very sure there will come a day when even the internet will progress to something unthinkable and whatever I may have written in this space may be erased.
Then I'm gone forever.
The lands we are stayin on .. The water we drink ... Have been used by our bygone generations .. This same land ... This same water... It's only been recycled ... They've been plenty people before us who've gone through more or less everythin we've been through .. N poof theyr no where .... Nobody knows them .. Except for d famous ones .. Vigorously kept alive by our historians ...
Tomorrow we will be gone ... I have no traces to leave behind .. No achievements .. No nothing .. Just like a blow of breeze to a daffodil .. For sometime I will be in sight .. After I'm gone some might remember me .. As the daffodil cruises further and further away .. Same are the memories of me. And in the end out of sight .. Out of mind ..
And I'm dead for real ..
It's true ... You die twice - once is when your body dies. Twice is when the last person who knew you dies.
