Boyhood, Girlhood

These days your voice in my head is quieter

A string tied to my finger

Unfastening with the passage of time

I follow the stars as a point of reference

For what I knew, for what once was

But it has all come undone

I can now live without hearing you again

I learned to sleep with the light on

Years feel shorter though I feel much older

Once a knot I could not untie

Evolved into a satellite that floats by on occasion

I no longer mind it

Life is nothing short of a revolving door.

I cannot pathologize the youth that binds us

Though for years I have tried

No one to absolve but the insolence of our springtime

Nothing to regret but the futility of trying

Still I’d never rather pave this path with different company.

Time has made my heart a patchwork quilt

Where every language of my love remains

Washed away years of blame

Children to strangers