Life
                                          and death.

                                           Summer
                                         and Winter.

                                  Beautiful, bright days
                                 and dark, scary nights.

                                      People coming
                                    and people going.

                               It’s all apart of a routine
                                   that will never end.

               The minute you start to love the shoes you're in,
                           you have to leave them behind,
      hoping that they will be worn by someone else another day.

                    You leave a piece of their heart behind
            for the other person to take with them another day.