To You, At 25
Isn’t she flourishing
living the dreams she once carried,
chasing what once felt so distant,
seeking her place, her constant?
Wherever she may be,
she has persevered with grace,
gone to great lengths,
weathering her storms on the open sea.
Life at mid twenty—
so far away, yet so near.
suspended between the echoes of youth
and the promises of future you
We are finding our footing,
empowered by each other's rooting
empowered by each other's rooting
Will we eventually find it?
Almost half our lives, together.
The first five were seamless, entwined like the ticking of a clock.
We saw each other in every heartbeat, our trust as solid as rock
The next five years, we scattered into our dreams,
busy, yes, but we fought to stay as a team
And though I wished for more,
I am grateful we nurtured this bond and soared
In the future five,
we will be adults,
living the lives we once only dreamt.
I hope, wherever you are,
we are still together—in spirit, in laughter, in tears.
Don’t you agree?
Friendship takes tending,
but we both know it’s worth defending.
Ten years have passed since the start,
and five more before we reach thirty
But in the grand stretch of time,
we have so many more years to create,
so many more chapters to write.
A little wiser, more mature,
discussing life instead of homework.
Yet, even now, we still look back,
the laughter, the dreams,
hopefully, we never lose our beam.
Here’s to another ten, and beyond.
To us, always.
