A year ago, I wore purple and black.
Today, a year later, I wore purplish black.
A year ago, we were together, but boundaries were abound.
Today, we're miles apart, but the boundaries have faded away.
A year ago, every feeling, every reaction was distinct.
Today, I was one big pickled bag of feelings.
A year ago, my goal was clear--broadcast it would be, I had decided.
Today, I work in the field of convergence.
A year ago, I was on the terrace, thinking, I'd miss every moment of the ten months to come.
Today, I look back, and I know I couldn't have been more right.

i love it when u write poems...awesome :)
ReplyDeleteWow..evn now? thanks.. :-)
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