Time passes fast

Last night, today, tonight I've thought of you,
Your fear of loving me, your fear of pain,
My own reluctance soon to love again,
And why we often flee what we pursue.
I've thought: if we could make time disappear,
Prune past and future, make the moment flower,
Lobotomize all save this single hour,
Then we could love with neither hope nor fear.
But when we pause to watch the moment flow,
Beneath we see eternity and space,
So thin a moving film is time and place,
Removing us, and all we love and know.
I cannot but anticipate the end:
Desire a lover, yet fear to lose a friend

Something have to let go and let go forever
And not be remembered in mind n heart
Giving up to something special for me in life
Once is forgotten always left in pain though
Is hard for me to let go things just easy...
Is this called meaningful life....