It was decades ago
We said our goodbyes.
Keen to pursue
Such different lives.
Losing touch, then,
Seemed unimportant.
Careers, family
And enjoyment.
But life slows down,
Time dissipates.
While memories of
Adolescence awaits.
Copyright © Russell Boyle
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I recently met an old high school boyfriend for lunch. Apparently he had held some sort of a torch all these years. I think reality (read no longer 17 me) disappointed him mightily. I love your poem, but I did not love high school, so my expectations about meeting old high school friends are nil. Hence, I was not particularly disappointed or impressed in meeting him, just like I felt in high school.
Thanks for the comment, Cindy. I removed the redundant word, as requested. Kind regards, Russell