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i remember that time when the sun danced on your face on the bus ride and you thought you looked beautiful
once, long ago, when your hair was soaked with water and happiness
your friends asleep on your shoulders on a bus, your throat hoarse from laughter
the light left as the planet tilted, but so slowly you didn't realize it was night until you couldn't see the sun
you used to press pen to the paper without hesitation
without an eye for your own failings
you would stand outside and inhale the fresh air and feel a lump in your throat.
i wish i was like you
that i could draw forever, and play forever, and sit on a bus and laugh
i wish i had cherished you while you lived
your golden days, to you, were brown
overlooked the happiness for the homework
i wish i could go back to that time, when i was you and we were one and our memories were events of the present
i wish that the days hadn’t moved like the tides, puppeteered by the swiftly tilting moon
but the times have turned and sand once dry has been dampened
i still see the stars
i’ll cherish each light until i'm left in the endless abyss
and i’ll realize that these were the good times too.