days

Days go by,
Faster and faster they fly,
Giving us no time to say goodbye,
To the fun we had before.

Days come near,
Closer and closer they appear,
Until the day they disappear,
The way they did before.

Days have come,
Molded from what we've become,
But never will I be glum,
The way I was before.

Days we'll see,
To which I know fate will decree,
That we'll never disagree,
The way we did before.