Replacements

30 Jan

Replacing people
As though each were equal

I had friends and I had a wife
Somethings end but I go on with life

Finding all of these new places
Trading old memories for new faces

A little bit of it hurts
I don’t think I have anymore firsts

Me, old and jaded
My mind tired and faded

These new people in my life mid-tour
Some who may, simply, be flavor du jour

I love them as much or more
As everyone who came before

We end up where we need to be
Me with them and them with me

It lasts as long it needs to
Each paying the house its due

Learning from our interactions
Wounded or healed by our actions

It only makes sense
In the end life happens

Good, bad, or indifferent
These folks are the replacements

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