A TEN-YEAR SENTENCE

 

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It feels like

the time is frozen

every time the golden rays hit.

As if

all the moment revolves

around you.

You're a living proof of my youth.

That I once a teenage by heart.

At 16,

I couldn't even dare to put name on my own feeling.

And when I was 17,

I think I'm in a way

too young to know love

but too late to tell you that

you're my first love.

So immature.

Love,

At 25,

I guess 

I just didn't love you enough

to swallow my pride.