Perhaps, or maybe not.

Perhaps this one will leave, and that one will come.

They might just fall in love, or this one too shall depart.

Leaves will fall, this time might be the last.

Another might grow, or perhaps not.

That one might live, too early to predict.

Or is it time to die? Another inopportune goodbye.

This one could sustain on its own, too good to be true.

Perhaps life’s meant to hang on someone else’s door.

One day things might change, let’s hope only for good.

Perhaps one day, our lives won’t be stuck on “perhaps” anymore.