Maybe I'll see you in the grocery store, or at the ice cream parlor downtown. Your eyes will meet mine and you'll watch my every move. Because I'm older and have experienced varieties you couldn't even fathom. I'll think of your future in ways you wouldn't understand, and despite our growing differences I'll think of you years later. You'll be the child with gloss coated eyes, unrealistic dreams, and a permanent smile. Perhaps someday you'll be near me again. You won't remember me, but oh will I remember you. This time though, the gloss won't hide your eyes, your dreams will be reachable, and your smile will be gone.
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC
Maybe I'll see you in the grocery store, or at the ice cream parlor downtown. Your eyes will meet mine and you'll watch my every move. Because I'm older and have experienced varieties you couldn't even fathom. I'll think of your future in ways you wouldn't understand, and despite our growing differences I'll think of you years later. You'll be the child with gloss coated eyes, unrealistic dreams, and a permanent smile. Perhaps someday you'll be near me again. You won't remember me, but oh will I remember you. This time though, the gloss won't hide your eyes, your dreams will be reachable, and your smile will be gone.
