Thoughts of one stuck somewhat gratefully in high school

If only tomorrow could have lasted until today
   And today would last forever
If only I could hold you all here, capture your smiles
   And stop all your tears.
If only this weren’t inevitable
   And change wouldn’t come
  We could keep going on as we have always gone.
If we could dwell in leisure for always
   And stay young as now we are
We might grin and spin through our years
   And land somewhere on a star.
If only I could speak to you
  And tell you all I’m thinking
But you’ll all move on; now you’re so completely here
   Tomorrow you’ll be gone
I can’t hold the wind any more than I can hold you
   You can’t stop here for me
If you could stay forever you wouldn’t want to,
   Yet we both don’t want you to leave.
Ismene 5/97


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Soon, everything will be different
All we know will change
Different doesn’t always mean worse,
still different’s just not the same.
Fo(u)r years we’ve been together
and we’ve just begun to make a start
Together now, as who we are. . . 
and beginning to be torn apart.
Time now is all that we have and all that we lack
Only days left as ‘together’ and ‘same’ 
Time enough only for farewell,
and going as quickly as we came.
Together, the same . . . again? Never.
Different, apart, bittersweetly, forever.
Ismene 5/98

Follow the yellow brick road!