Maps to the Past

The same voice, 

the same song. 

We used to listen to Karen O when I was not even twenty...

Where has time gone?

Where are you?

Wait, they don't love you like I love you, 

Wait, they don't love you like l love you...

And now, you are galaxies away in space and time.

And I am here, living in the future, I place sublime. 

I wonder if you are waking up now, 

I remember you as an early riser. 

I wonder... why clarity doesn't last enough?

So eager to connect. 

So eager to forget.

So eager to exploit, and let go, and move on. 

But I'm still here, my friend. 

I'm still here, thinking about us, about those days when my life was pink, 

my parents were together, my dreams were more than digital ink. 

Times before social media, with a landline and no sim. 

But time has passed, and we lived our lives, 

We did what we believed was right, 

We did what we thought was bright. 

You are on your own, and I am alone,

always alone.

Are you ok?

I wonder, I do. 

I miss you.

I do. 

Wait, they don't love you like I love you...

maaaps maaaps maaaps...

I hope you remember.

I still do. 

That night, somewhere a view of Mexico City, 

The car of your mother... and us. 

I remember that feeling, 

the feeling of simpler times,

Times that will not come back, 

Only in my mind, only in my heart.