If I could turn back time
I would.
Right back under the Kottamba tree
Where we laughed for no reason
And thought the world was kind.
I still see you running
Your heart wide open
Before life got heavy.
Those memories never left.
Neither did we.
Some days we just chat.
You live a little through my stories
I carry you through mine.
And somehow
we still end up giggling.
My beautiful, strong unga
carrying more than most
and still smiling
when I walk through that door.
And in that moment
time pauses.
What we have
has never broken.
Your friendship
your love
I hold it close.
Always.
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