We Thought Time Would Wait
We Thought Time Would Wait
We believed
everything was reversible.
Nights were borrowed.
Mornings were optional.
Mistakes were just stories
we hadn’t learned how to tell yet.
We stood on sidewalks
making promises
that required no witnesses.
The future felt distant,
like a city we’d visit later,
once we figured out
who we were pretending to be.
Now I see us—
reckless, brilliant, unfinished—
spending time
as if it would never notice.
It did.
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