The sky, I swear, was bluer then,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTKafclH8yI
Or perhaps that’s how I choose to remember—47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOgJVG9SPck
Those were days when trains were always late,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjIDK4AiuSp
And dreams often missed their stop.
We spoke in promises, never in plans,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7AMttNotJF
Etched our hopes in chalk along quiet streets,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7E7avW4rBl
And laughed as though the world47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkxO6iCBPsD
Were made entirely of summer evenings.
Our hearts, unburdened,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQLyNWZceZe
Knew love without disclaimers,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg8MaGglqm3
And sorrow came unnamed,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3wNVsWKgyb
Gentle in its arrival.
We lived between the chime of bells47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg3VSiwy4ah
And the hush of cafés,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPPQ9mX4Ffs
Where aspirations steamed47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlh29ZMom68
From mugs held too long, too tightly.
Every goodbye felt temporary,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAhel1KbWbM
Every friendship, a forever,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9DrLk2Ot7r
And each kiss47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAJ6AXVwl9v
A tiny rebellion against the ticking clock.
But like rain slipping from forgotten rooftops,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf8WmrTKxH8
Those moments faded—47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6aa1mxT5MO
Not vanished,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIxdc0qs8Wm
Only softened by time’s patient hands.
That was youth.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaGN4wHpbR8
Not merely the brightness of age,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPY7VbPQgdP
But the ache of becoming—47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6EG39CMpWB
The quiet pain of growing into ourselves.
