I know you’re there. Sneaking around as if sight unseen. Trying to whisper reminders as if they could sway me. Well I won’t return. Not even with the sound of your steps following on my heels. Breathing down my neck. Trying to capture me like a Polaroid. Time can’t allow it. It won’t stand still long enough. You had your chance. You don’t get it back. You’re the past. I’m the present. You’ll never catch up. I will always be one step ahead.

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