23/11/10

I will never look behind





I am two years old and you are the first smudge I ever made with my markers. 

I am ten years old and you are every single laugh in the school yard. 

I am eighteen years old and you are all my deadly Sundays.

I am twenty-two years old and you.. 

I cannot see you anymore. 




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