Suddenly it's December
and you're not 17 anymore.
And you haven't been 17 for a very long time,
but sometimes you need to remind yourself.
You're driving home, at 1 a.m.
from a bar you drank responsibly at
because you no longer have to get drunk to be honest
with yourself about what you want.
You're driving home, at 1 a.m.
and your parents aren't waiting up for you.
And they haven't been waiting up for you for a very long time.
But sometimes you have to remind youself.
You're listening to songs that make you sad because
they remind you of back then, instead of
right now.
It's December and the streest are foggy.
You never left your hometown because the sadness followed you
wherever you went
so you figured you might as well hunker down with it.
The drive is familiar but at one point it wasn't.
Remember?
It wasn't.
You've come so far since then.
And I hope you get home safe.
- margauxpoetry (Instagram)