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It’s amazing to look from this point in the present
to the past,
back to where we started.
Yesterday.
Yesterday was us.
You were here. I was here.
We were laughing at something silly I did
or something awkward you said.
It was predictable to be
unpredictable.
Never a plan, never a moment to expect anything
but the unexpected.
Today.
Today is not yesterday.
Today is not us.
It’s you there. It’s me here.
It’s you gone on to the next step in your life.
It’s me sitting on the steps wondering who I’m supposed to be.
Today is me,
wondering what tomorrow will be.