False Forever

Even knowing that it's natural, this moving apart... not drifting but rushing, each of us pursuing our own dreams... even knowing that it's how it should be... the word 'never' catches in our throats.

We know it will never be as it was.

We know that coming together again, all of us, even just a few of us, becomes more and more difficult with each bend in each of our roads, and even if we manage it, it will be precious.

Precious. We'll count each minute like pearls on a necklace until they are all over.

Remembering that sense of infinity, endlessness, that we'd be together forever.

Remembering it, looking back, a shake of the head and a wistful smile and almost thinking,

"I didn't understand what it was. Wasteful."

But without that waste, we wouldn't have what we have, forged in false forever.