give it 100 years
and nobody will remember this face
the memories will fade away
only the pictures and videos to know me by
a group of happy people
their smiles, ever so contagious
but those smiles have turned to ash
and they will never be seen again
i saw myself in the mirror
i thought to myself
who would recognize me
in 100 years
nobody will
everyone i know and love
everything i hold dear to me
all of it, gone forever
there are no promises
that we will see each other again
and that's the scary thing about it
what's the point of everything
why make these memories
just for everything to be taken
it'll happen to me
and it'll happen to you
i don't want to let go
i could never have the courage
this face will only be a memory
and in time, cease to exist
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aspect
Poetry"aspect" is a series of poems and journals i've written that collectively reflect my views and thoughts on the people and world around me. each entry has a personal connection to me and each volume follows a theme of its own. i hope that some of the...
