Time. It Will Not Erase Me

i'm growing old
and these goodbyes are breaking my heart
before i start
to forget it all
time erased me.

and i'll rest my head
like the moon falls through the trees
and it comforts me,
tells me not to be scared.

and time,
it will not erase me.
for what is time?
it's just passing by.
and we all are born and we fall apart
in endings and starts.