perhaps...

                   

perhaps life is just a moon beam
that passes by so quickly
perhaps love is just a movie
void of truth and reality
and time is like a thief
that steals your vitality
and time is like a river
that flows so endlessly

then what can you hold onto
when the sun is at its end
just memories of each moments
of laughter, sadness and the rain
just memories that flew away
when your kite is off your sight
just memories of love you thought
you had it in your heart

they're all just memories now
that you can leave behind
as you close your door
as you take your steps out
without looking back
at the windows of your life
that you opened up so many times
without regrets, without a doubt

as you walk out into that beach
at the crack of dawn when the sun
is about to rise, listening to the waves
reminiscing the past good times
as your feet feels the fine, sandy shore 
you wonder about the future to come
as you welcome new beginnings
new hopes, new days of your new life...