The spin on things

From the brightest of summer’s to coldest of winter’s
From the drenched rainy days to the dazzling sunny ones
From the deepest of love to the most passionate hatred
From one moment to the next, everything changes.

Nothing in this world we claim to know is certain
Except that which relieves us from this which some would call hell
Nothing is written in stone nor erased from it
For that which occurs is an ongoing story in the ever changing world.

Love is something often promised to last for an eternity
Yet even in the deepest of love, these is still the shadow of change
Nothing can last forever, all fades and withers like a tree in harsh winters
Just as love itself will, until nothing more than a broken image of happiness

Many things we hear in our lifetime will be said, but sadly not meant
Many things during our lifetime will change from that which we knew best
This is how the world has, does and shalt work
But, Everything changes right..?