Meeting the Past
We've been away too long,
And the friendship between us is no longer there.
And we've known about it for a long time
Before the end of everything.
We came back and everything was destroyed,
And our world no longer exists.
All gifts are thrown like garbage,
In the depths of other people's empty apartments.
Tell me, are you still single?
How do you plan to live now?
I remember your deep voice,
Who helped me get through it.
I'm sorry for the questions,
I'm interested in how life turned out.
I see I've lost some weight,
And, well done, I started Smoking less.
Our future was blown up,
And there is no way to take it back.
Everything that was between us.,
It was strange and out of place.
I am a newborn to this world -
No past or other people's shackles.
The old life completely burned out,
And somewhere lost in the clouds.
Copyright © Tamara Gabriel | Year Posted 2020
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