Plastic bracelet rings
Summer sunrise sprinkled in with memories of times long past
Light with sharpened edge It's hard to say I held my tongue
Maybe one day I'll cross your mind,
late night window taps,
holding hands,
growing up lives intertwined
I miss our innocence disguised foolishness
But things are different now you have your life and I have mine
Now those feelings mean nothing yesterday feelings
Peace comes in moments, time stamped with memories
Your face is like a postcard in my mind
Faded,
Folded,
Wearing away in August sun
All the short times feel like no time, I thought you ought to know
Know that you were a sun in my universe, while the universe is changed through the millennia that is our lives
you still burn bright..
.
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Like the first time that I caught fire (in your eyes)














