Colors And Grays

Days they will go Into their oblivion, put in your heart aglow from the times gone. Feelings are not easy with their way's touch, life can be so breezy in doing their plots. Reality is all inside in their times going by, moment's touch, abide wherever futures lie. Nothing is just noting giving nothing at all, the truth is roughing into every its call. Reality will stay here make its own ways, like times everywhere into colors and grays. Feelings are so lonely in their ways going on, you'll remember only a loved one that's gone.