Aged

You’ve grown so thin.. So weak… So frail.

Is there anything left that once was I do wonder? Possibly, possibly not but it’s none of my concern anymore anyway. Though I would be lying if I was to say that I didn’t think about how you were each time you accidentally cross my sight.

I wonder… do you ever wonder about me?

After all, you make a great effort to head in the other direction when I appear in yours.

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