curtomil

In the darkness of my heart lies a light
It peeks and shines, bobs and pops
One of my dearest memories, en event
That lasted years but were seconds

I long, forlorn, for that time
That slipped from my hands
That stayed in the past
That never grew old as I did

Could I have given it
Years, nurturing it
Growing it
Watching us age

My memory slips
I remain behind
I, alone,
With this memory of mine

#badpoetry