I am you. You are me.
I watch you on the screen.
Half my age and half again
I see myself, I see you.
Running and falling
And crying and singing.
I see proof of the days when living was easy.
Bunched up curls and bring blue eyes.
You stare at the camera,
But you're really staring at me.
I laugh, I cry,
You laugh, You cry.
At least a decade separates us
But we are the same thing,
I can see you but you can't see me.
Now I can only look back and try to remember.
As you look forward, and don't mean to, but forget.
Watched some baby videos last night. It made me nostalgic.