Let them stay

I thought that memories would stay.
Whether they are of hate, love, pain, or delight.

I can't say that friends will stay.
Whether they remember or not.
They will definitely go someday.

I don't know if love could stay.
Whether it's an illusion, an emotion, or an impression.

I am once taught that time would never stay.
But I believe in memories, friends, and love.
They could ask time to slow down its pace,
as time would probably ask them to fasten up their own.

Somehow, if they can't stay anymore,
should I stay? I don't care.

As long as today is fine,
let memories be memories,
let friends be friends,
let love be love.