Last Call

All that one needs is to find one special thing. Looking constantly for it with haste I Lost my way with little hope to ever see it come to be. I am an abandoned lily with no more seeds; With no chance to leave any part of me to grow. An analogy to how I feel in attaining what I cherish most. Now it seems that it is my Time to go on and begin This life anew with Only one thing to stay true. However long it will Ever be the memories we Achieved will always be a part of me. Remember me? Will you do this or am I destined to just be Some bittersweet memory? Don’t let it be so Or perhaps that Nothing of me will stay. Time is it my friend? Going with the wind so it seems for me Only you can change how these things will be