Thursday, 24 November 2022

We were so young


We were so young 

And had no idea 

And we thought we were still living 

Waiting to be grown up 

Until we realized 

We were old 

We were them

And they were us

Younger and more vibrant 

Still alive 

With the optimism 

We’d abandoned 

And all the things we could ever have been

Floated away

Neither good nor bad

Right not wrong

Just impossible 

Now that it was gone 

Every day became a frame around our lives

Making them clearer and clearer 

Until there was no ambiguity 

That potentiality could bring  

Only what was

And what would never be 

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