A thought

Posted on 14 March 2018

Growing older,
As your flowers bloom, 
You look further,
A mind with more room,

Everything has a reason,
You begin to explore, 
Realizing why things ,
never went right before.

Me and you, 
Maybe we weren't meant to be, 
Though the memories, 
Still mean deeply to me.

Apologies 
are just two words, 
They fly away soon enough 
like a flock of birds.

 
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