Time Goes On: Ice Cream Melts

Written by Okezie, one of our poetry writers, and edited by Kate, one of our editors!

Ice cream for two every evening;

Plain vanilla, flavored by our conversation,

That’s how it used to be:

Unfunny jokes that made us laugh,

Every-day stories we would never forget

That’s how I thought it would always be:

Time passed and you stopped laughing;

You forgot me and how it used to be:

As my ice cream melted.

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This piece was written by one of our poetry columnists and literature writers, Okezie. Reach them at @okezie_v2, on Instagram!

This piece was edited by one of our editors, Kate. Reach them at @DrKMC, on Instagram!