The past came alive for me
the first time I saw you,
Memories flooded me
and I had to blink them away.
You walked past me
not even really looking,
Dismissing me offhand
without even a word.
Hours and days passed
as I fought within,
Struggling to separate
the past and the now.
Slowly I built up courage
and finally spoke to you,
Asking yet fearing
the answer you might give.
You are not her
and she is not you,
The news showing me
the past and the now.
You awoke a part of me
that has been so dormant,
Making me smile and laugh
when I have been so grey.
I want to thank you
for being who you are,
Letting me come to terms
with the past, and the now!
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