Chasing Time

We were 5, you and I,
chasing rainbows in the sky.
On our backs
in the grass;
the sky so blue,
our hearts so free.
Never imagining
what would be.

We turned 10
way back then.
Fifth grade
and the friends we'd made.
In the snow
by the pole;
remember that?
You had my back.

15, it would seem,
that changing classes,
and football passes
was our life.
Yet filled with strife
over what we were;
what would be.
Yet never would we believe
what the years would hold.
Could we ever be that bold?

At 20, drugs aplenty.
For you. Yet not for me.
Draw back,
pull away.
I start to cry.
You bleed me dry.
My heart should be stronger,
yet is no longer.

At 25, still alive.
Bouncing back, starting new.
God, there's so much left to do.

Now 30, paths apart,
yet always in my heart.
One call, it was all;
the years fell away.
Thought you were always
here to stay.

33, still you and me.
Still, your drugs
stealing time.
What little was left,
gone in a flash.
Blood so red,
and now you're dead.
No more tears
for you to shed.

Here I sit at 36.
By your grave;
can I be brave?
Continue on...
It's been 3 years,
so many tears.
Nothing changes
Only time rearranges.

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Thanks Mused. You pulled out of me what I've been trying to say for 3 years.