Let’s Go On an Adventure Before It’s Too Late

Prose Poetry

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I told you: “We’re not getting any younger.”

You didn’t laugh, but your lips twitched as if you thought I were just being cute. Maybe I was. But why couldn’t you take me seriously for once in your life?

We had laced our hands together back in high school, our fingers twining as if there were no force that could…