Things change
People Change
A change is expected
But a change can never be forgotten.
I remember my dreams from ten years ago
Ten years it was, if my memory serves correct
I found myself dreaming to the future
What would life be like in the future
Now ten years have passed
Nothings like it used to be
when I think of that flashback to the past
When I used to think of the future
The flashback shows a younger me
A younger me having a premonition of the future.
An older me reminiscing to the past
My viscious circle
Our younger years are filled with a craving
The older years don't seem to come quick enough
But ten years later we are reflectling
Reliving to our younger years.
Alas the ten years passed swiftly.
Gone are the days of preconception
Our hearts now burn with nostalgia
We weep for ten years ago
We weep for the change that happened
We weep for the loss of our younger days...
Fifty3dreams
