Forever

As you're dying more and more each day,
oh how I wish we could go on forever.
Immortality is but a dream,
the hope of being remembered.
But I dread on the thought of tomorrow,
as we get closer and closer to our death,
that our dreams become a memory
in which we are to forget.

As all days come to pass,
years fly by like seconds.
and yet i do not recall,
those dreams from long ago.
so it is, we'll watch it fall and waste away.
An unimportant faded memory,
in the attic of my mind.
utterly neglected, and lost for all time.