vrijdag 4 oktober 2013

The thing I did not say (ode to my friends)

While I was waiting for the old,
I found something new in you,
That ended up tasting the same
And yet even better.
We come with very new lives
And very old bonds
And more trust
That I could dream up.

I like the way you are, my friend,
And I have always liked that,
Every part and every way,
The many stages of being every person go through.
 

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