The sky, I swear, was bluer then,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOAt6wrJwvQ
Or perhaps that’s how I choose to remember—167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEHV0AMlJC4
Those were days when trains were always late,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgCznzjuB0y
And dreams often missed their stop.
We spoke in promises, never in plans,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZZkzWboVay
Etched our hopes in chalk along quiet streets,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnCRWPxs1kI
And laughed as though the world167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKElX2LwNiV
Were made entirely of summer evenings.
Our hearts, unburdened,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwLLsaYtdlt
Knew love without disclaimers,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr6p1Pn7Lqp
And sorrow came unnamed,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0BtG7wbiBh
Gentle in its arrival.
We lived between the chime of bells167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa8x8gH2LrI
And the hush of cafés,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz1DumROsN2
Where aspirations steamed167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxfGYDBQWI2
From mugs held too long, too tightly.
Every goodbye felt temporary,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg92vgl48Q7
Every friendship, a forever,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqTt84byRaV
And each kiss167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa88w10JduA
A tiny rebellion against the ticking clock.
But like rain slipping from forgotten rooftops,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSXsOPN2PdL
Those moments faded—167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwAIokcTya4
Not vanished,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Nl0ay7bYv
Only softened by time’s patient hands.
That was youth.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoRn3XHPTUL
Not merely the brightness of age,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu6NMXGuaQf
But the ache of becoming—167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9L9r3u8C0e
The quiet pain of growing into ourselves.
