Witlof

Do you recognize
The person you were
Only a few years ago

I used to write
Witlof
At the end of a note
Mostly as a joke

Or look for love
In every stranger on the train
Writing love notes
They’d never receive

But all these years
Changed me so much
That I can feel
Embarrassed
Of the person I once was

Only till I remember
That all those versions
Of myself
Are still within me