Love Remains

Gone are the days of love letters Of long-stemmed roses and chocolates Gone are those sweet words uttered As if your lips were closed and sealed. Gone are the days of whispering sweet nothings While chasing each other along the golden shore Gone are those times of picking up seashells While the air feasted on our youthful yells. Gone are the days of love letters But safely kept in the vault of my memory Gone are those days of long-stemmed roses But its petal still pressed in my diary. Silently, we sit by the dusky shore Feeling the moist of the twilight breeze Gripping each others hand, trembling Pondering on our younger years, smiling Holding on though no more words to say Love remains until the end of our days.