"past"
and there we were
reckless and all knowing
on the edge
of summer
the days passed
and so did we, sometimes
some of us came and went
and did it all over again
but that's how it goes
you remember the days, under the patio
the fires we made and the promises kept
we fade fast into the second winds
and remain ingrained in etched stone
_____
"present"
all the time gone by has left
us separate,
distant
from where we once stood.
the spring was meant for better things,
they say
i am worlds apart, and you are just as
distant from,
me.
our hopes remain as sincere as they
once were
this time we're stuck in a light storm
that blinds us.
our words always shake hands,
sometimes they mean it.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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