Old Magazines

It saddens me to know that this is the last I will see of you.
Yet there will be another in the future.
One edition after the other,
Can I learn to love them too?

Colorful and bright,
You are what I will miss.
Time has grown beyond you,
But I haven’t.

Tomorrow is the end.
The end of our happiness.
I will never see you again.
You are reminders of the past days,
no longer found.

We are nothing but old magazines.
The next issue will be "better and newer" still.
It will have fresh adventures and interactions.
But I hope never to forget those I have had before.