rosepoems

I thought about you
flipping through a story held between pages
different than the ones I wrote before,
this one holds questions and pauses
created in rushed script,
of a time far away but filled
with clarity and a foreign place
we were two separate people, but together
we felt, and perhaps we still do
and I can’t help but think
that the things that change the most
in life aren’t the people,
but in fact, the memories

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