I am small…a speck in the grandeur of your

life, already a distant dream

……fading
…………………….fleeting

But you are statuesque and still, a slab of

pure marble, unadulterated, unaltered, and

mystifying.
.

But I am not small.

…………I am effervescent.

I am here. I am constant. I am growing to be

(bewhatexactly?

……………….imnotsurebutiambecomingit)

And you will fade.    one sad and lonely day, you will be gone

………………………………………….Poof

 

 

 

Saige Boundonna is a student at The College of New Jersey who has always loved writing and reading literature. She writes about love, life, moving forward, and the redefinition of oneself.