i walk
pass the woods alone.
the sun is bright
in the corner of my eye -
the perfect angle for another
photograph.
but those two things -
sunshine and photographs
remind me of another picture,
from so many
years ago.
soft guitar playing
gently.
if only we were
as simple as this
melody.
time it was
and what a time it was
it was
a time of innocence
we swore we'd never change
when they laughed
and shook their heads.
we held hands
and faced the ocean;
stood tall,
and unafraid.
the waves kept coming
but we never fell -
i took one misstep,
i remember,
but you pulled me back up
immediately,
and apologized
for not having stepped down there
first
to test the waters.
we forgot
how time flies.
old friends
old friends
that's what
i thought we would be
even now
but i suppose
we're not.
i was waiting for the sunset
while you were
somewhere else
waiting for a new road
to open up before you.
three short days
in winter
beneath the sun
when we hid away
from the city smoke;
how i miss those days.
silently we share
words and waters
today;
reunited
under different skies,
where the sun moves
at a different
speed.
everything is different.
innocence is gone -
left us years ago.
you wish i was still young
and naïve
don't you?
then you could pretend that
maybe you haven't
grown up yet.
but you have to admit
now
that i am older.
just like how i've had
to come to terms
with how you've
grown different.
and apart from me.
time it was
and what a time it was
it was
a time of innocence
long ago, it must be;
i have a photograph to
preserve your memories.
they're all that's left of
us.
