You’ve probably seen them everywhere,
the grinning, happy, carefree teenagers,
mere children really.
I’m not a teenager anymore.
I started missing it last week,
because I knew I was losing it,
like a lover at the moment of separation.
Have I lost the fantastic glow of youth?
Maybe *shrug*
I know I’ve lost a lot of excuses,
“She’s just a teenager,” they used to say.
Well,...
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