Monday, February 25, 2013

The past is a funny thing;
Its heartbeat is still
but I can find life there if I look.
I mean that I can sigh
as if a moment was happening again.
I can smile at a photograph
because it means something different now.
I can feel what I felt
but never like in that piece of time.
Before,
when I saw you happy without me
I would feel a chaos of emotions,
but now,
in the present,
I'm happy to see you making a future.
I'm happy to see
differently.

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