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my cheeks hurt from grinning,
and tears rolled down my face - from laughing too hard.
I remember dreaming about tomorrow,
What could be.
Excitement and anticipation.
Feeling life was truly a gift.
I remember socializing,
enjoying the company of others,
trying new things.
I remember singing,
dancing,
and listening to music,
Way too loud.
I remember living life,
and every opportunity it presented.
I was confident and happy with who I was.
Pushing myself into the unknown.
Chasing dreams.
I remember being fun,
having fun,
looking for fun,
and enjoying fun.
I remember someone I can't see any more.
When did I change?
Was it a slow morphing - noticeable to those looking on?
Or was it some Sudden, Abrupt, Transformation.
Where did the other me go?
Am I forever lost,
doomed to stare down memory lane.
Remembering someone that was?
Or is this just a part of growing up?
It hurts so much to remember a life so full,
so fun,
so satisfying.
So I try to push it down, far away from my mind.
The slap in the face.
The wake up call.
The chasing down of reality.
This is who I am now.
Joining in with Latte Junkie for Lyrical Sunday (even though its Tuesday....)
Oh, I so feel this poem. Thank you for joining in. I love reading real raw poems and this one resonates with me in so many ways.
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Very brave piece of writing and many feelings you describe I am sure many mothers can relate to in particular. I sometimes feel that way - it's overwhelming and painful. Other times I realise I'll look back on the memories I'm making right now in awe and marvel at them. It's a different chapter of life, so very different from the one before, but all part of life's rich tapestry. Loved reading your poem and so look forward to reading more, Sarah x
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