Footprints

Footprints in the sand 

You might say that the road we walked,

Is no road at all,

Instead it's a path on the beach,

Walking on the sand.

As we walked,

Footprints are left behind,

But as we walked forward,

The wave washed up.

Washing away those footprints,

Those memories we have,

All away,

And leaving no traces.

But i would say,

We walked on a newly paved road,

With it's cement still wet,

We walked on it.

No matter how far we walked,

Where we stop,

Those footprints we left behind,

Will stay there forever.

As a momento,

Even after a decade or more,

It will always be there,

It might even be placed in the museum.

But no matter what is it,

To me, I will not and I can't forget about all those memories,

But to YOU?

With just a snap of your finger and poof, Just like magic.