Love is like footsteps in the snow. Like footprints in the sand.
They leave an impression but only for a little while. Sooner or later the wind blows in and it disappears, or is washed away by the sea. How far will the trail go? How long can you follow it for? YOu'll never know.
Just the way life is. In a way it is great. Which means living life on the edge where nothing is permanent.
It is sad, then you realise that nothing is forever. so do we have to live life in fear that this will end tomorrow? I guess it all depends on the choices we make. Do we let things on the outside ruin what we have with someone else? Do we get tempted and take things for granted? That is how things don't last forever. Efforts taken disappear and go unnoticed.
Even a small apology means nothing at all. It can't be fixed. Its just too little too late. the footsteps have disappeared with the wind.
