Alright, first poem here. I wrote this when I was feeling a little down about someone who I used to be good friends with, but we've drifted apart. Enjoy!
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Things change
...
...Present becomes past...
future becomes
present.
Person, people, he and she come and go
but memories remain,
still so very clear.
Cursed with longing to step
behind us
into moments that
exist
no
more,
but ignore the moments that are
yet
to
occur.
We cannot change
what has been done
but may we live instead
for tomorrow.