Among The Rubble

I remember things as they were –
Instant, spontaneous, beautiful,
And things as they are –
Silent, unresponsive, and gone…
I remember the times when I loved;
And lost,
When I lived,
And learned—
I found many reasons to change;
And I know why –
Because among the rubble of this broken friendship,
New life will spring up—
If the rocks of others don’t get in its way…