New Year, Same Girl

windmillMood: Ready
Drinking: Done

The last one went by so fast.

I’m not ready for a new one.
But years don’t wait for you to catch up
or slow down.
Old fades out. New takes over.
Time rushes on
and on and on.
With or without you.

(And this doesn’t count as a poem.)

-Lo, who just keeps running.

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