The sky, I swear, was bluer then,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqhPgrx64if
Or perhaps that’s how I choose to remember—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡimlSAaUEqD
Those were days when trains were always late,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb4HHeaRM60
And dreams often missed their stop.
We spoke in promises, never in plans,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0mGAHZfV2Y
Etched our hopes in chalk along quiet streets,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8G730kE94u
And laughed as though the world89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUG2qAuVq1w
Were made entirely of summer evenings.
Our hearts, unburdened,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgLG8A8rIJb
Knew love without disclaimers,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSC3tLDg9HN
And sorrow came unnamed,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxaag5ZwQdH
Gentle in its arrival.
We lived between the chime of bells89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGFpx0CRSFg
And the hush of cafés,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr45jnqDnQr
Where aspirations steamed89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNdQvJitITe
From mugs held too long, too tightly.
Every goodbye felt temporary,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7cHhXFCC8z
Every friendship, a forever,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBoT0tL6xNN
And each kiss89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡas7CVA7H6B
A tiny rebellion against the ticking clock.
But like rain slipping from forgotten rooftops,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAEs6qwQlDn
Those moments faded—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrXSXNlXq82
Not vanished,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIHrB11G7G9
Only softened by time’s patient hands.
That was youth.89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcCuz2uwzbh
Not merely the brightness of age,89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3mTpBmxufI
But the ache of becoming—89Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8ZLtvWueXL
The quiet pain of growing into ourselves.
