The Inevitability of Growing Up

“Never is an awfully long time.” ― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

I’m choked with the fear of leaving, forever, and beginning anew. No longer living together

Exhausted from this monotonous day: Over and over again—the repetition of grieving—forever

I need change: I need space— to find who I am. It zoomed by in the blink of an eye:  so I’m misbelieving “forever”.

And when I lay, in my room, staring into the abyss. I am once again reminded that our time here is thieving, forever.

I am pulled, left, and right, like a tug of war fight I am thrown in: conceiving forever.

Never changed, but at the same time never — the same. And I can’t seem to pause— it’s self deceiving.   Forever:

as eternal as my morality: or lack thereof: For, ever is never, when we are no longer together forever

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