drifting

I've pretended not to notice that like lovers, 

we too now drift apart

life has taken a different turn

and those moments we promised each other forever,

is like the sweet innocence of kids who never learn—

that life does not slow its pace

so that friendships can catch up

and each phone call or text is just another effort to shorten the distance,

but it does not remove the reality

that what we had once was special, but we do not get another chance 

There are people who mean more to each of us now 

there are boys who've stolen your hearts,

and a fear that's stolen mine

we are preoccupied by these significant others

and with each passing day,

what we lose becomes harder to gain

I've learned time cannot be undone in four minute catch-ups

It does not happen,

these lost moments cannot be regained

We once promised 'togethers' forever

but we'll be lucky enough if we do not 

forget each other