The Person They Look Back On

Choosing an option

Between this and something else

Why does one choose that over the other

I do not understand

I want to

So badly

And onward they go

Choosing what they want

As there are plenty

And somehow you don’t make the fit

No match

And then we all get older

And time has made an adjustment

And we no longer want what we wanted

No longer love what we loved

It changes

A fact of life

But you don’t

Though you’ve changed you’re still the same

As am I

And you’ll think of me

And I’ll be the person they look back on

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