Age and time are terrifying. You grew up and you left me behind, so casually and so easily that you didn't even notice. You know what's the worst part? No matter how hard and fast I sprint, leap or fly, no matter how hard I try to catch up, you'll always be a league ahead of me. It's always going to be that same distance between us. I'm always going to get left behind. All I'll ever see is the shadow cast from your back, so far away from me yet never far enough to be out of sight.
I know I'll never catch up. Even the fastest transportation on Earth can't catch up with time (well, not yet anyway). All I can do is look at your picture of youth, all framed up hanging on halls of my memory. There, you are frozen. There, you are young, beautiful, and just waiting for me to catch up.
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