Grown Ups

where are you?

oh shred of heart that loved with wild abandon oh scorned inhibition now embraced with world's many turns

leaving no reason no season for blind love I still miss you still remember you the way you'd act

like a child

not thinking not guessing not knowing

that sometimes

there is no ROI that so many lie despite themselves

so too remembering that little sliver of heart

they once had

but lost