Throw back:
“Yo, High Five!”
Throw back:
“Back in ‘95”
Throw back:
“you talkin’ jive”
Friends come
And Friends go..
No.
They never really actually go.
Yet,
they are always returning.
with a new wrinkle
in their life,
in their heart,
and also some
under their eyes too.
when did my pal
become such a man?
when did my chica
learn to master time?
I don’t know,
but I appreciate the space
to find the wonder
that you have become.
the world
was ours
and I know it still is,
when I look in your face,
and see
yesterday
in all its impossible glory.
Put yo hands up
theDeprevation 