I found a listing for my youth. It said Like new, unused. A bigger man wears that bag you threw away, the one I met you with.

You look smaller in my memories; I look bigger in my dreams.

It seems we lose our way as soon as we find ourselves. The only mistake we made was being too wise when we had to be young, and then too young when we had to be wise.

In the summer I either burn or burn out. You either shine or reflect the lights.