Used to

Its funny how she kinda smiles the way I used to,

There’s no restraints on her happiness- she’s free like I used to be,

With seemingly no regrets, like I used to feel,

Not constantly deciphering feelings that she’s learnt might not be real,

And her hair kinda falls the way mine used to,

Do you twirl her curls in your hand like when you used to- with me?

Is she how you always wished that I would be?

She has a way with words the way that I do,

I wonder if she’d love you as hard as I used to.

Written in 2013 ©

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