If only I could wish on you.
I finally found you, 28 years later.
A version of you, at least.
You are from a time where I knew nothing but
kaleidoscope dreams, a world ready to greet me
with every step I took.
I imagine that I used to dance and chirp,
a bird trying out new tunes and rhythms.
Can you imagine being a child again?
The late 90s, categorized as "before".
A picture I will never be able to replicate,
so I hold it closely to my side.
This photograph, taken in another state,
with purple and red and pink hues,
fragrant flowers blooming alongside me.
And now, I don't bloom anymore,
there are no more beginnings,
There's no future waiting for me.
I wish I'd been given a chance to blossom,
but at least, I have you.
My furry friend, loyal to the end.
I will never let you go.
