Good old days..

Good old days..

A Poem by August
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Just random thoughts compiled..But i really do wonder, if i could go back, would I?

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I don't want to go back, no
But i find my mind running back to those days
So often that i wonder if it really was better then
Or is it just my glorified version of what happened

Were it really the good old days or do i make it sound better in my head?
Was it because i was funnier and less stuck up then or because i was young and stupid?

I don't want to go back, no
Because my heart's healed now, from the scars of those days.
Or do i want to go back
but pretend i don't want to, because i know i can't.

© 2024 August


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First, breathe. You only miss it because it's more familiar. The future is uncertain and scary. You never know what's going to happen, but the past isn't, so it's easier to hold on to. Breathe out. I promise you, your best days aren't yet. You haven't heard your favorite song yet. The future will be better.
And it reminds me of the lyrics in Billie Eilish's song "Everything I Wanted":
"If I knew it all then, would I do it again?
Would I do it again?
If they knew what they said would go straight to my head
What would they say instead?"

and i'm sure that as long as you keep writing the future will be better anyway. nice to meet you, i'm here for you

Posted 1 Month Ago


August

1 Month Ago

Thank you for giving this a read.. and you're right.. better days will come and these will be insign.. read more
Good or bad, those days are past. To dwell on them is to be focused on unreality.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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August

1 Month Ago

Right and thank you..

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Hii, I'm august..I write personal and confessional poetry, to make sense of the thoughts that won't let go or to convey the subtle moments and details. Each poem is a piece of me and I hope it resonat.. more..

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