This is about a conversation I had with a good friend, in which we discussed our thoughts about what the future may bring. We were both nineteen, trying to wrap our heads around the idea of growing older.
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There's no right way
to write this all down
but for now
we look it in the eye
childhood fading with the night
and answers leaving through the curtains
Between the sounds of thought
we might catch something
but the void fills my hand
where sparks once left
It's the feather in the storm
the rain on the window
when I can't tell where we're going
or if we'll get there
You've got your Heaven
And I'm scared of dying
But I'm more afraid
that I won't live at all.
But all we can hope for is to not turn around
because we might miss what lies ahead.
and our story is too long
for pages to hold.
And our story will go on
but change, I am told
is one thing that we must
let unfold
because our bodies may age
but we'll never feel old
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