The beauty of undying love
is only temporary.
The innocence of love's first kiss,
is only momentary.
All it takes,
is wrong words spoken,
and it brakes,
all that was unbroken.
What was and is
can be undone so fast,
so don't hold on,
the past is the past.
Not a thing in this world
can last forever,
nothing,
but the promise of never