It starts with excitement. <br />You think there's nothing better. <br />You feel so great, <br />You think it will last forever. <br />But when you start to feel alone, <br />You search for someone to enjoy it with you. <br />And then things begin to repeat. <br />You think lowly of what you use to love. <br />It takes a while but you remember, <br />What it was. <br />Then you notice how much you missed, <br />And you beg it doesn't end. <br />You're bothered by what has passed. <br />But then wisdom sets in, <br />You realize the end is near but you accept it. <br />Your only hope is that you can listen again.<br /><br />Kye Kurion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-the-song/
