Blurred lines,
Between then and now.
I remember the day,
We made the vow.
It seems like this morning,
A few hours ago.
When I saw you last,
Before letting you go.
It seems like yesterday,
We were on the beach.
Looking for shells,
Nice colors of each.
I wait for December,
When I see you again.
It will feel like only one day past,
I don't care about the when.
We can pick up where we left it,
The lines are blurred you see.
Because we are the same infusion,
Of what is still to be.
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...