I remember
who we used to be.
Lying under the stars,
dreams twinkling
as we pointed into the night sky.
Catching clouds in memory;
an elephant, a clown,
the teddy bear in our arms.
Counting blades of grass,
browned wildflowers crinkling
in the loose grip of a child.
Never wondering
what comes next;
living for each moment,
and the freedom of comfort.
Wherever we were,
wherever we've been,
two lives
slowly separate.
Times are changing,
and we are forgotten.
This One Goes Out to All My Harry Potter Fans
13 years ago