What actually happened?
Was it you, who, innocently entered,
or was it I, who, bound by emotion,
coerced you into my life?
The rest of my being
remains an eternal quest…
to find a semblance of an answer.
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You – too young then to care,
Me – too young then to spare,
Time – too restless to just be there –
went about metamorphosing past to the present
and the present to the future.
I went about – too naïve to court or nurture
the fact that past and present live for the future.
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Though you...