100 Words – Weeping

Where were they? I needed them and they weren’t there. Or I needed them but I wasn’t there. Why do they weep? I see them now in the mirror of nostalgia and see that I missed them and they me but such is life and we all must move on. Should I weep for them? Is that what the past is? Tears for the ones we should have known? Are they sad because they see me now and wish they knew me then? I wasn’t this me then. I was a previous, inferior me. I had nothing to offer them.

Author: Tom
Writer, cyclist, RVer, etc.