Memories
Nothing lasts forever
But
I always thought
-Always
hoped
It
would:
A
stupid teenage dream
That
never was
And
never really could
I thought we’d live
In
that moment always
Forever
in rose tint
And
gold
Frozen
in nostalgia
Buying
what Hollywood sold
But that happiness
Unravels
quickly
In
so many unknowable ways
And
then finding it again
Is
like chasing smoke
Or
having again
The
blissful dream
From
which you just awoke
All that is left
Are
fragments
Of
a bygone day;
Yellowed,
distorted
By
perspective
I
try to focus on them:
But
they shift, waver, fall away
My
old mind ineffective
What
then?
For
the words
Which
I command will
Never
be immortal;
Forever
is a concept
I
have grown to mistrust
In
the end
As
with all things
Only
dust
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