Even now
with years gone by
since you and I were us,
I catch myself
freely spending
so many of my
precious moments
deeply missing
who I believed you were.
I don’t know why this is,
when I am,
at the same time,
so intensely stingy
that I couldn’t possibly
bring myself to spend
a single one of
my precious moments
missing who you
turned out to be.
~ cj 2017.02.21
It’s harder said then done. Leaving the past in the past. Look how far you’ve come. Somebody missed out. 🙂