After breathing in cleaning fumes for the last few hours, I finally have a new poem for you. Tomorrow, I say goodbye to the place that has been my home for the last 6 months, a place filled with memories. As I start this new chapter in my life, I find myself letting go of some of my past experiences and holding on to the happy memories for as long as I can. One can’t live in the past, of course, but through reflection I hope to learn and grow. Thank you for reading and embarking on this journey with me.
If I could trace my way back to you
Who would I find waiting for me?
The dreamer, filled with hope
The pragmatist, searching for answers
The defeatist, brought down by hardship
The one I fell for, who embodies all this
If you could trace your way back to me
Who would you find waiting for you?
The artist, enamored with life
The writer, stressing over details
The fatalist, unable to escape her origins
The one you fell for, who embodies all this
If we could rewind this reel
Would the pictures on the wall
Scream out our names?
Would we recognize ourselves
Through the dust covered frames?
Or are these memories
Just another slideshow?
Trying to retrace our steps
We close our eyes and watch
As the afterimages dance
And dissolve into black
We fumble towards the future
Feeling our way in the dark
Until our eyes learn to adjust