Easier Days

It’s easy to get lost in the moment

as the wind tousles our hair and we run hand in hand...

A perfect picture of youth and freedom.

It’s easy to forget that I’m going to reach out to brush fingertips and grasp empty air instead.

Let’s stay here a moment, swaying gently with the tall weeds, a symphony of cicadas humming around us.

It’s easy to pretend like we’re still young and basked in moonlight as the stars whisper our destiny from above:

A destiny we need not think about yet.

It’s easy to feel hopeful and merry and free.

It’s easy, so easy.

To separate myself from the truth.

All too often, i find myself easily slipping away.

Tumbling head first into the waters while you drift lazily on the river and smile.

Oh, how easy it is to melt into the past!

To live in a time where your heart still beats with mine.

Easy, so much easier life was when you were here.

Nothing is easy now that you’re gone.