Have you ever felt the drastic changes in people and places and relationships as time passes by? It's pretty mind boggling to notice such changes in them, isn't it?

But can we do something for it?
No, we can't. Because change is the only constant and time is unstoppable.

Time flies, the feeling dies.
Mother's love imparts conditions,
Our love has lost its way.
We don't need her touch anymore
For we call ourselves 'grown-ups'.

Time flies, the feeling dies.
The pals, who were our lives,
Have turned banal these days.
Communication remains, connection's lost.
Distance stands betwixt us now.

Time flies, the feeling dies.
Those who said they love us,
Their eternity has ended.
Ego and misunderstandings, we name it,
Only the shattered pieces know the truth.

Time flies, the feeling dies.
The ones whom we hate now,
Were our inspiration once.
Exceptions exist, so do we.
The inspiration we forget, the hatred we don't.