In the quantum realm,
time works differently...
5 years seems like 5 hours.

I once wrote a poem
about being in my junior year of high school
and wanting to slow down time

I am now writing this poem
in my senior year of high school
and still wanting to slow down time

It seems like it flies
especially with good friends having a good time

The past year has changed alot,
some for the good and some for the bad

friends lost and made,
family lost and found,
through it all,
time never slowed

So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough

Like a peacock in full display
Beautiful are those precious memories
Evoking a thousand colors
before my eyes
To stay.


Shell✨🐚

His mind would jump out of his eyes whenever they focused on objects of interest.