Last Night Part II

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Last night

I uncovered the past,

Sifted through

Letters,

Photos,

Our former lives.

 

Families disappear

Like butterflies

Fleeing a cocoon

Transform.

 

Friendships endure,

Others form a wasteland,

Stirring emotions,

Volcanoes that lay dormant:

Willful amnesia.

 

I recognize the sadness in my eyes,

The momentary happiness

So fleeting.

 

My arms around your neck,

Loving embrace

Quickly turns to dust,

Morphs into hate.

 

The past,

I tightly seal

A Rubbermaid bin

To keep the pain

Contained.

Last Night

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Last night I dusted off

Old bins

Collections of my past

Went through the years.

 

Youth wasted on the

Young but knowledge

Still can’t change it.

 

Even now I feel old,

Worn-down

Exhausted.

 

I see myself,

Smiling shyly in photos,

Masculine arms draped

Around my neck,

My waist,

Holding on.

 

Only to let go

In some near future.